No One Else Like Me - The Red Clay Strays
How many mistakes can I make before I start to see?
How much love will it take to make me not wanna leave?
How many tears can I cry before all my tears run dry?
Will I ever be free?
Will I ever be free?
Lord, I wanna be free
Well, I'm a broken writer, I'm a restless fighter, and I'm looking for a little hope
I'm a shadowed thinker, I'm a one-eyed blinker at the end of his rope
I'm a dead man walking, I'm a preacher talking about love and how to be free
I'm a dying ghost with a heart like most, but Lord, ain't no one else like me
Looking back at the promises that I could never keep
I wonder if there was ever any truth at all in me
Sometimes I wanna run away, go start over in another place
But I'd never be free
Lord, I'd never be free
Well, I'm a broken writer, I'm a restless fighter, and I'm looking for a little hope
I'm a shadowed thinker, I'm a one-eyed blinker at the end of his rope
I'm a dead man walking, I'm a preacher talking about love and how to be free
I'm a dying ghost with a heart like most, but Lord, ain't no one else like me
I'm a broken writer, I'm a restless fighter, and I'm looking for a little hope
I'm a shadowed thinker, I'm a one-eyed blinker at the end of his rope
I'm a dead man walking, a preacher talking about love and how to be free
Lord, I'm a dying ghost with a heart like most, but Lord
Oh Lord, ain't no one else like me
Yeah, no one else like me
No one else like me
Oh, oh, yeah
No one else
No one else
No one else
Nobody else
Oh
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