David
I keep kicking at the curb with my worn out shoesI keep running into strangers that say i know youI don't want to be a proud man, i just want to be a manA little less like my father and more like my dad
I want to hunt like DavidI want to kill me a giant manI want to slay my demonsbut i've got lots of them, i've got lots of them
I try to keep my conscience cleanI try to keep myself out of your bab dreamsI try to wash my hands for you every nightLess you find my strangling fingers wrapped around tight
I want to hunt like DavidI want to kill me a giant manI want to slay my demonsbut i've got lots of them, i've got lots of them