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Noah Gundersen

God Don't Talk To Strangers

 

God Don't Talk To Strangers

(álbum: White Noise B-Sides - 2019)


Bloody nose and a crooked tongue
I always wanted to be someone
Face down on the concrete floor
I guess God don't talk to strangers anymore

Hanging up long distance lines
Pulling the cord on the closing sign
Better to burn out than to rust
What a goddamn fool I was
What a goddamn fool

Cause I wanted you
To make my bed
And sleep in it
So I could rest

I wanted you
To know my hand
And understand
That I was bluffing all along

Trying it on for size
Living other people's lives
A hold out for a dream
Missed the forest for the trees

Cause I wanted you
To make my bed
And sleep in it
So I could rest

I wanted you
To know my hand
And understand
That I was bluffing all along

Bought a pack for the first time
The night I walked out on her crying
Nothings ever gonna be enough
If love is what they said it was
If love is what they said it was

Cause I wanted you
To make my bed
And sleep in it
So I could rest

I wanted you
To know my hand
And understand
That I was bluffing all along
I was bluffing all along
I was

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