Same Old, Same Old

(...Jesus Christ, Jesus himself, and the
holy prophets declared that
it would be so here in this in time
generation that it would be difficult to

I'm sick and tired of the same old trash
My voice is tired and I'm burnt to ash
And if you catch me here I'll be out fast
Because I'm ready for some change to pass

It's such a scene that's made to be broken
All sorts of words that should be unspoken
It's quite a sight to see when you're cloaked in
You're insecurities can be your friends

Burning up pages in a major key
There's someone here that I don't wanna be
I'm scared to be filled with my own pure glee
A pen and paper couldn't save me

I'm sick and tired of the same old trash
My voice is hurting and I'm burnt to ash
And if you catch me here I'll be out fast
Because I'm ready for some

I don't wanna go!
I don't wanna go!
I don't wanna go!
I don't wanna go!

God, I need you!



Credits
Writer(s): Broderick Porter Walters, Henry Gilbert Stover, Jack Robert Luckett Ziesemer, Miles Handley Smith, Miles Handly Smith
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