How many mistakes can I make ‘fore 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
Well, 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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