City Of The Dead Lyrics by Rasmus
Album : Hell of a Tester
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You landed on time
In the city of the dead
How was your flight?
I'm glad that we met
Ain't gonna wait 'til the day 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
That 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)

Oh yeah! Never mind the ethings they might have said
Oh yeah! We're living in the city of the dead

I want to believe
I proceed with my choice
It's getting harder to breath
I'm losing my voice

Oh yeah! Never mind the ethings they might have said
Oh yeah! We're living in the city of the dead
You landed on time    In the city of the dead    How was your flight?    I'm glad that we met    Ain't gonna wait 'til the day 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    That 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)      Oh yeah! Never mind the ethings they might have said    Oh yeah! We're living in the city of the dead      I want to believe    I proceed with my choice    It's getting harder to breath    I'm losing my voice      Oh yeah! Never mind the ethings they might have said    Oh yeah! We're living in the city of the dead