The Same Old Song (A Camp)

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 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 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 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 I'm learning to cry Hey child, you dance too loud Here is your limit No, I can't 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 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