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