Tytuł: The same old song

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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