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GOD DON'T TALK TO STRANGERS

from WHITE NOISE B​-​SIDES by Noah Gundersen

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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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from WHITE NOISE B​-​SIDES, released February 15, 2019

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Noah Gundersen Washington

For a musician just a few years shy of 30, Noah Gundersen displays a remarkable sense of self-awareness. He’s not really an “old soul,” so to speak—but someone who conveys a keen sort of cognizance of himself in the way one does when the act of questioning belief, of questioning the world around him, has been ingrained from childhood ... more

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