City of the Dead
Emi
You landed on time,
Emi                C
In the city of the dead.
Emi
How was your flight?
D
I'm glad that we met.
Emi
Ain't gonna wait 'til the day
               His
that dejection comes,
Emi                                      D
Ain't gonna waste my time on the pitiful ones (here)
Emi
You know that I'm kind,
Emi            C
that I like to pretend
Emi
that everything's fine.
D
The rain is my friend.
Emi
 (I) don't give a damn about fame
                  His
if I gotta have a gun.
Emi
Ain't gonna like myself before
                D
I get something done (here)
Emi
I want to believe,
Emi               C
I proceed with my choice.
Emi
It's getting harder to breathe,
I'm losing my voice.
Emi               G                      Emi               D
yea yeah yea yeah never mind about death yea yeah yea yeah yeeeeeee
G
Oh yeah!
D                                  Emi
Nevermind the things they might've said,
Oh yeah!
C                   D           G
We're living in the city of the dead.
G
Oh yeah!
D                                  Emi
Nevermind the things they might've said,
Oh yeah!
C                   D           G
We're living in the city of the dead.