You landed on time

In the city of the dead

How was your flight?

I'm glad that we met



Ain't gonna wait 'till the daylight dejection comes

Ain't gonna waste my time with the pityful ones



You know that I'm kind

That I like to pretend

That everything's fine

The rain is my friend

Don't give a damn about fame

If I gotta have a gun

Ain't gonna like myself before I get something done here



Yeah yeah yeah yeah

You never mind of what they

Yeah yeah yeah yeahhhhh heey

Oh yeah, you never mind the things they might have said

Oh yeah, living in the city of the dead

Oh yeah, you never mind the things they might have said

Oh yeah, living in the city of the - dead!



I want to believe

I proceed with my choice

It's getting harder to breathe

I'm losing my voice



Ain't gonna wait 'till the daylight dejection comes

Ain't gonna waste my time with the pityful ones



Yeah yeah yeah yeah

You never mind of what they

Yeah yeah yeah yeahhhhh ohhh

Oh yeah, you never mind the things they might have said

Oh yeah, living in the city of the dead

Oh yeah, you never mind the things they might have said

Oh yeah, living in the city...



Aah

Aah



Oh yeah, you never mind the things they might have said

Oh yeah, living in the city of the dead

Oh yeah, you never mind the things they might have said

Oh yeah, living in the city...






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