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 'till the daylight dejection comes Ain't gonna waste my time with the pitiful 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 yeah hey 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 yeah oh 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 --- City of the Dead - The Rasmus