Unbeliever (You+Me)

I've been wandering 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 about our grave But I keep hanging on I keep hanging on And on Now I'm a thousand miles away from nowhere And the night is turning, it's turning bleak Fear comes upon me now And I feel just like some ill-fated beast But I keep hanging on I keep hanging on And on Now I don't plan Much to offer I thought that was plain to see Explain on just an unbeliever And I believe you can count on me If you keep hanging on Just keep hanging on And on