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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 'till the daylight 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 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 yeahhhhh heey 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 yeahhhhh ohhh 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...
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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...
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