The Prodigal

Watch the rain

As it's

Staining everything

It finds my face

And it's

Bombs away



You're my rain

Always

Try to change me

But I faint

From the

Cut and paste



Still stay here

I'll kill this curse

Can you hear me?

I'm almost dead

But I've been worse

Don't you worry



I rise up,

A hazy

Prodigal son

When I want,

Your eyes to

Squint and run



We both know

That your

Parents haunt you

And when you go

I'll find

Your phantom



So stay here

I'll kill this curse

Can you hear me?

I'm almost dead

But I've been worse

Don't you worry