danistrulytheman

I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!


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One by one hidden up my sleeve

All my life I’ve been searching for something
Something never comes never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I’m getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope

All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around and it’s taken away
Leaves me with the feeling that I fear the most
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost

And I\’m done done on to the next one

Will I find the believer
Another one who believes
Another one to deceive
Over and over down on my knees

If I get any closer
And if you open up wide
And if you let me inside
On and on I’ve got nothing to hide

Done done and I’m on to the next one
Done done and I’m on to the next one
Done done and I’m on to the next one