Summer is strange, not what it used to be Sun's blinding me but it's still so cold in here There's something in the air Something, that I can't define I can't turn it aside, no. Not this time All I've done can't be forgiven The selfish first born son, yes, that's who I am I go on and on. I can't fill my greed Destroy everything for a piece of nothing Warning signals all around: Prodigal son's been left behind No one sees what's plain to see We cause our own insanity We made a warfield of our homes Prodigal son's been left alone How can you turn your face away?! We dig our own graves everyday
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