City of the Dead Songtext

von The Rasmus

You landed on time
In the city of dead
How was your flight?
I'm glad that we met
Ain't gonna wait 'till the day dejection comes
Ain't gonna waste my time with the pityful ones (here)
You know that I'm kind
That I like to pretend that everything's fine
That the rain is my friend
(I) don't give a damn about fame
If I gotta have a gun
Ain't gonna like myself before I get something done (here)
I want to believe I proceed with my choice
It's getting harder to breathe
I'm losing my voice, oh yeah!
Never mind the things they might have said
We're living in the city of dead

°written by The Rasmus