David - Noah Gundersen

I keep kicking at the curb with my worn out shoes

and I keep running into stranger’s that say I know you

and I don’t wanna be a proud man just wanna be a man.

A little less like my father and more like my dad.

I wanna hunt like David,

I wanna kill me a giant man,

I wanna slay my demons,

But I got lots of them, I got lots of them.

I try to keep my conscience clean.

I try to keep myself out of your bad dreams.

I try to wash my hands for you every night,

oh, lest you find my strangling fingers

wrapped around tight.

I wanna hunt like David,

I want to kill me a giant man,

I wanna slay my demons,

But I got lots of them, I got lots of them.

I wanna hunt like David,

I wanna to kill me a giant man,

I wanna slay my demons,

But I got lots of them, I got lots of them