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• Artiste: Drake White
• Titre: Giants
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For some it's a cigarette For some it's a blackjack bet For some it's playing Russian roulette With a bottle For some it's a broken heart Pink slip in a foreclosed yard Eighteen in a goodbye car Waving to a father Whoa-whoa We all, we all, we all We all got giants, we all feel like David Facing Goliath sometimes Where they make us feel so small, back us against the wall But they don't know they're turning underdogs to lions So bring on those giants For some it's a block of road Make up on a bourbon bruise For some it's a Sunday pew Talking to Jesus For some it's a sound of goodbye A single seeing two pink lines Some people gotta stay high And some are scared of flying Scared of trying, scared of dying We all got giants, we all feel like David Facing Goliath sometimes Where they make us feel so small, back us against the wall But they don't know they're turning underdogs to lions So bring on those giants Well, we all, we all, we all got em skeletons in the closet We all, we all, we all, got them mountains we're climbing They're testing our faith in the fires We all got giants, we all feel like David Facing Goliath sometimes Where they make us feel so small, back us against the wall But they don't know they're turning underdogs to lions So bring on those giants (Bring on, bring on the giants) Bring on those giants (Bring on, bring on the giants) For some it's a cigarette For some it's a blackjack bet For some it's playing Russian roulette With a bottle For some it's a broken heart Pink slip in a foreclosed yard Eighteen in a goodbye car Waving to a father