Walking Dead
Walking Dead:
Supposed you would have died at night, what would you say?
In the chill of the night, I can feel my heart racing.
As I run towards the light, that seems to far away.
Wondering forever in the darkest of shadows.
Wondering if I will ever see you again.
Wondering if I will ever see you again.
I'll take your love.
I'll Take your love.
Take your hate.
Take your hate.
I'll take your desire.
I'll take the world, when it turns on you.
Turns on you.
I'll set it on fire.
The walking dead.
The walking dead.
Digging in the dirt I can feel you getting closer, steadying my hands through the blistering pain.
Anxiously awaiting for the light to reveal you, wondering if I will ever see you again.
Wondering if I will ever see you again.
I'll take your love.
Take your love.
Take your hate.
Take your hate.
I'll take your desire.
I'll take your hart.
I'll take your pain.
Take your pain.
I'll bring you to life.
I'll bring you to life.
The walking dead.
The walking dead.
I'll bring you to life.
I'll take your love.
I'll take your love.
Take your hate.
Take your hate.
I'll take your desire.
I'll take the world when it turns all real.
Writer/s: . Chester Bennington / DJ Z-Trip
