A Camp - The Same Old Song

Here's my prayer, I'm getting nowhere.
I'm stepping up the stairs
But falling behind.
Oh...
I'm a one-man show that nobody knows.
My body sure knows,
I'm wondering why.
Oh...

I can't go on singin' 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 I'm learning to cry.
Don't be a stepping stone.
Get it all out, deliver it.

Here's my weep, I'm digging too deep.
I do believe in lies.
I've got everything to hide.
Oh...
I'm young, I'm old, I do what I'm told.
Cut open, unfold
But there's nothing inside.
Oh...

I can't go on singin' 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 I'm learning to cry.
Hey child, you dance too loud.
Here is your limit.

No, I can't go on singin' 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 I'm learning to cry.
Don't be a stepping stone.
Get it all out, deliver it.

Here's my plead, my never ending repeat.
I'm a circular cry-baby with no one to trust.
I'm restless and mad and anciently sad.
If someone wants to kill me
Go ahead but make it fast.