Unbeliever
I've been wandering throughThis dead cityWith the devil's voice inside my headAnd the streets they're all, they're after fortuneAnd the sky is painted about our graveBut I keep hanging onI keep hanging onAnd on
Now I'm a thousand miles away from nowhereAnd the night is turning, it's turning bleakFear comes upon me nowAnd I feel just like some ill-fated beastBut I keep hanging onI keep hanging onAnd on
Now I don't planMuch to offerI thought that was plain to seeExplain on just an unbelieverAnd I believe you can count on meIf you keep hanging onJust keep hanging onAnd on