Prodigal Son Lyrics

Well ...he never could see the err in his ways
It's all black or white without any greys
When his mountains fell
His finger would point at anyone, anywhere
What could I do but disappoint him?

You lost your path while shadowing mine
You spent your days on a bottle of wine
So who is to blame this time?

It wasn't I, it isn't her
Shan't be her either; we all concur
Dissected for flaws by the prodigal son
Down comes his tower of Babylon

Empty words and delusions abound
Plenty of directionless critique to go around

You had it all, yet you peddled for more
You sold out for less than you bargained for
So who is to blame this time?

It wasn't I, it isn't her
Shan't be her either; we all concur
Dissected for flaws by the prodigal son
Down comes his tower of Babylon

(What are you looking for?)

It wasn't I, it isn't her
Shan't be her either; we all concur
Dissected for flaws by the prodigal son
Down comes his tower of Babylon
Oh, Prodigal Son
Prodigal Son