No One Else Like Me
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 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 shallow 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 belong
Ain't no one else like me
Lookin' back at the promises that I could never keep
I wonder if there was ever any truth in all of 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 lookin' for a little hope
I'm a shallow thinker
I'm a one-eyed blinker at the end of his rope
I'm a dead man walkin'
I'm a preacher talkin' about love and how to be free
I'm a dying ghost with a heart like most belong
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 shallow thinker
I'm a worn out banker at the end of his rope
I'm a dead man walking
A preacher talking about love and how to be free
But I'm a dying ghost with a heart like most belong
Oh Lord, ain't no one else like me
Yeah, no one else like me
No one else like me
Oh, oh
No one else
No one else
No one else
Nobody else, no
How much love will it take to make me not wanna leave?
How many tears can I cry before 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 shallow 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 belong
Ain't no one else like me
Lookin' back at the promises that I could never keep
I wonder if there was ever any truth in all of 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 lookin' for a little hope
I'm a shallow thinker
I'm a one-eyed blinker at the end of his rope
I'm a dead man walkin'
I'm a preacher talkin' about love and how to be free
I'm a dying ghost with a heart like most belong
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 shallow thinker
I'm a worn out banker at the end of his rope
I'm a dead man walking
A preacher talking about love and how to be free
But I'm a dying ghost with a heart like most belong
Oh Lord, ain't no one else like me
Yeah, no one else like me
No one else like me
Oh, oh
No one else
No one else
No one else
Nobody else, no
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Writer(s): Matthew Coleman, Brandon Laine Coleman
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