The Same Old Song Lyrics by A-Camp
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Heres my prayer
Im getting nowhere
Im stepping up the stairs
But falling behind, oh
Im a one-man show
That nobody knows
My body sure knows
Im wondering why, oh
I cant go on singing this song
That the angels will not hear
The world is a hole from all that I stole
But there is still a little love in here
Few things will last, I did it too fast
But Im learning to cry
Dont be a stepping stone
Get it all out, deliver it
Heres my weep
Im digging too deep
I do believe in lies
Ive got everything to hide, oh
Im young, Im old
I do what Im told
Cut open, unfold
But theres nothing inside, oh
I cant go on singing this song
That the angels will not hear
The world is a hole from all that I stole
But there is still a little love in here
Few things will last, I did it too fast
But Im learning to cry
Hey child, you dance too loud
Here is your limit
No, I cant go on singing this song
That the angels will not hear
The world is a hole from all that I stole
But there is still a little love in here
Few things will last, I did it too fast
But Im learning to cry
Dont be a stepping stone
Get it all out, deliver it
Heres my plead
My never ending repeat
Im a circular cry-baby
With no one to trust
Im restless and mad
And anciently sad
If someone wants to kill me
Go ahead but make it fast
Im getting nowhere
Im stepping up the stairs
But falling behind, oh
Im a one-man show
That nobody knows
My body sure knows
Im wondering why, oh
I cant go on singing this song
That the angels will not hear
The world is a hole from all that I stole
But there is still a little love in here
Few things will last, I did it too fast
But Im learning to cry
Dont be a stepping stone
Get it all out, deliver it
Heres my weep
Im digging too deep
I do believe in lies
Ive got everything to hide, oh
Im young, Im old
I do what Im told
Cut open, unfold
But theres nothing inside, oh
I cant go on singing this song
That the angels will not hear
The world is a hole from all that I stole
But there is still a little love in here
Few things will last, I did it too fast
But Im learning to cry
Hey child, you dance too loud
Here is your limit
No, I cant go on singing this song
That the angels will not hear
The world is a hole from all that I stole
But there is still a little love in here
Few things will last, I did it too fast
But Im learning to cry
Dont be a stepping stone
Get it all out, deliver it
Heres my plead
My never ending repeat
Im a circular cry-baby
With no one to trust
Im restless and mad
And anciently sad
If someone wants to kill me
Go ahead but make it fast