i keep kicking at the curb with my worn out shoes 
i [bad word] into strangers that say i know you 
i don't want to be a proud man, i just want to be a man 
a little less like my father and more like my dad 

i want to hunt like david 
i want to kill me a giant man 
i want to slay my demons 
but i've got lots of them, i've 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 
lest you find my strangling fingers wrapped around tight 

i want to hunt like david 
i want to kill me a giant man 
i want to slay my demons 
but i've got lots of them, i've got lots of them