Bad Blood (From The Walking Dead)

Good Lord, take my hand

I've dried up this promised land

Afraid that the sun won't rise for me

Good Lord, hear my cries

I've run out of wasted time

Dead, just floating out to sea

'Cause I got bad blood

Bad blood

You don't want none

Of what I have

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh

Good Lord, find my soul

I'm waiting to be whole

Hold those gates if I don't make it out tonight

Good Lord, give me peace

From a lifelong of pain and greed

But not yet, I'm not done paying for my crimes

Bad blood

I got bad blood

You don't want none

Of what I have

Don't listen to any word I say

I'd say anything to make you feel okay

I'm not who I thought I was

Not today

'Cause I got bad blood

Bad blood

You don't want none

Of what I have

Bad blood

I got bad blood

You don't want none

Of what I have