Unbeliever
I've been wondering through
This dead city
With the devil's voice inside my head
And the streets they're all, they're after fortune
And the sky is painted a dark red
But I keep hanging on
I keep hanging on
And on
Now I'm 1000 miles away from nowhere
And the night is turning, is turning bleak
Fear comes pouring down
And I feel just like some ill fated beast
But I keep hanging on
I keep hanging on
And on
Now I don't have
Much to offer
I thought that was plain to see
It's plain that I'm just an unbeliever
And I believe you can count on me
If you keep hanging on
Just keep hanging on
And on
