the walking dead (série) - black - kari kimmel
When everything has turned to black
You don't know where to go
You need something to justify your soul
Silences are broken
Confidence is gone
When everything you're holdin onto falls
(yeah)
All the people selling truths
On every corner now
They wait until fear has knocked you down
All the rules are changing now
You're living in sin
Everything arround you's caving in
And all you hold onto's slipping
Like water through your hands
And you sing: lalala, lalala, lalala
Far off in the distance
Somewhere you can't see
Allegences have formed your destiny
Opposition all around
Feeding off your soul
Trying hard to swallow up your hope
And demons all around you waiting
For you to sell your soul
They're singin: lalala, lalala, lalala
the walking dead (série) - civilian - wye oak
I am nothing without pretend
I know my faults
Can't live with them
I am nothing without a man
I know my thoughts
But I can't hide them
I still keep my baby teeth
In the bedside table with my jewelry
You still sleep in the bed with me
My jewelry, and my baby teeth
I don't need another friend
When most of them
I can barely keep up with them
Perfectly able to hold my own hand
But I still can't kiss my own neck
I wanted to give you everything
But I still stand in awe of superficial things
I wanted to love you like my mother's mother's mother did
Civilian, civilian
the walking dead (série) - lead me home - jamie n. commons
Oh Lord live inside me
Lead me on my way
Oh Lord live inside me
Lead me on my way
Lead me home
Lead me home
Oh Lord in the darkness
Lead me on my way
Oh Lord in the darkness
Lead me on my way
Lead me home
Lead me home
humm
humm
Oh Lord heaven's waiting
Open up your door
Oh Lord heaven's waiting
Open up your door
Lead me home
the walking dead (série) - blackbird song
Pack your things, leave somehow
Blackbird's song is over now
Uh
Mouths are dry, river runs
Hands are tied, preacher's son
Pack your things, leave somehow
Blackbird's song is over now
Uh
Don't be scared I'm still here
No more time for crying tears
the walking dead (série) - noisy sunday - patrick watson
Hmm Hmm Hmm Hmm Hmm Hmm
It's late in the night
It's late in the night for a start
It's quiet again
Too much for noise to go on
To fill up the space
To fill up the rooms on Sunday afternoon
For your lovely ears
Waiting for something to break this calm
Send you my love in the sound
Send you my love in the sound
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