Текст песни The Rasmus - City Of Dead
The Rasmus - City Of Dead слова песни
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 deadI want to believe I proceed with my choice It`s getting harder to breath I`m losing my voiceOh yeah! Never mind the ethings they might have said Oh yeah! We`re living in the city of the dead