City Of The Dead

You landed on time
In the city of the dead
How was your flight?
Im glad that we met
Aint gonna wait til the
Day dejection comes
Aint gonna waste my time
With the pityful ones (here)
You know that Im kind
That I like to pretend
That everythings fine
That the rain is my friend
Dont give a damn about fame
If I gotta have a gun
Aint gonna like myself before
I get something done (here)
Yea yea yea never mind what they hey hey hey!!!
Oh yeah! never mind the things
They might have said
Were living in the city of the dead
I want to believe
I proceed with my choice
Its getting harder to breath
Im losing my voice
Aint gonna wait til the
Day dejection comes
Aint gonna waste my time
With the pityful ones (here)
Yea yea yea never mind what they hey hey hey!!!
Oh yeah! never mind the things
They might have said
Were living in the city of the dead