| Caught up in the violence
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| Cloaked in silent secrecy
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| You are a taker
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| But life is not your own you see
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| In anger you’ve blundered
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| Torn your soul asunder
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| Burning the bridge as you run
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| You’re the prodigal son
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| You are a cyclone blowing
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| But it’s you that you’re destroying
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| Dreams and wishes fade away
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| You’ve sold your soul for one more day
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| Acting without reason
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| but all things have their season
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| You are headed for disaster
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| Now decide who’ll be your master
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| Tumbling down, blind is your fight
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| Your mind like your heart and your fists are clenched tight
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| Weaving a web of such extremes
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| As you shout in the dark
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| There’s no one to hear as you scream
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| Prodigal son
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| What have you done?
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| Prodigal son
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| Prodigal run
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| Acting without conscience
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| This could be your last chance
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| Break the shackles turn it over
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| Soon your life is over
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| It’s over, it’s over, over
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| Tumbling down, blind is your flight
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| Your mind like your heart and your fists are clenched tight
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| Weaving a web of such extremes
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| As you shout in the dark
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| There’s no one to hear as you scream
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| Prodigal son
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| What have you done?
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| Prodigal son
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| Prodigal run
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| Your time is running out
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| You cannot deny, your truth is a lie
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| But remember this, descend the abyss
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| Will you come back to me?
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| Will you come back to me my son?
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| From yourself you can’t run
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| You cry in the dark and I hear you scream.
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| Prodigal son
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| What have you done?
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| Come back to me!
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| Prodigal son, what have you done?
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| Can’t hide from destiny
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| Prodigal son
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| Your time is running out
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| Prodigal son, what have you done? |