Текст песни The Rasmus - Sity Of The Dead
The Rasmus - Sity Of The Dead слова песни
Текст песни The Rasmus - Sity Of The Dead
Glad 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 daythat dejection comes,Ain't gonna waste my time on the pitiful ones (here)( )You know that I'm kind,that I like to pretendthat everything's fine.The rain is my friend.(I) don't give a damn about fameif I gotta have a gun.Ain't gonna like myself beforeI 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!Nevermind the things they might've said,Oh yeah!We're living in the city of the dead.Oh yeah!Nevermind the things they might've said,Oh yeah!We're living in the city of the dead.It's in her veins, it's in her blood.(She's generating love)