| Song | Fuck Your Fear |
| Artist | The Walkabouts |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| A rumble in my bones | |
| A cold sting on my lips | |
| The reckoning is almost here | |
| **** your fear | |
| New gravediggers born each day | |
| Diggin' holes right where you lay | |
| The reckoning is almost here | |
| **** your fear | |
| This don't seem like the end | |
| It seems more like a bad beginning | |
| Don't hesitate | |
| **** your fear | |
| Weakness coughs, then ricochets | |
| Our boredom bleeds us wide awake | |
| The reckoning is in the air | |
| **** your fear | |
| Dead folksingers lie in state | |
| Acolytes scrape off their plates | |
| The message falls onto deaf ears |