Verse 1
For some its a cigarette
For some its a black jack bet
For some it’s playin Russian roulette with a bottle
Verse 2
For some its a broken heart
pink slip in a foreclosed yard
Eighteen in a goodbye car
waving to a father
ohhh oohhh
we all we all
Chorus
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 all those
Giants
Verse 3
For some its a black gun road
make up on a bourbon roots
For some it’s a Sunday pew talkin to Jesus
For some it’s a sound of goodbye
single seeing do pink lines
some people gotta stay high
some are scared of fightin’
scared of tryin’
scared of dyin’
Chorus
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 all those
Giants
Bridge
well, we all, we all, we all got ’em skeletons in the closet
we all, we all, we all, got ’em mountains were climbin ‘
And tested our faith in the fire
Chorus
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 all those
Giants
Bring all those giants..
For some its a cigarette
For some its a black jack bet
For some it’s playin Russian roulette with a bottle
For some its a broken heart
pink slip in a foreclosed yard
Eighteen in a goodbye car waving to a father
