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

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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

On and on I’ve got nothing to hide
On and on I’ve got nothing to hide

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and please, don’t blame me ’cause I’ve tried

I paid my dues and I changed my style
seen hard times, all over now

I don’t know why the thought came to me
but why I’m here I really can’t see, and now…

I want to come home, it’s been so long since I’ve been away

I’ll be coming home soon to your love, to stay
coming home to stay
coming home to your love mama
I’ve seen better days