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letra de prodigal son - alan power

[verse 1]
over and over and overrated
everywhere i go i feel so suffocated
i’m the life and soul of nothing at all
i woke up to a detailed message from my future self-
obsessed, i’m confined to my room
a full length mirror on repeat the same tune
i smoke a cigarette, i quit, if only i could
man i hate the feeling of feeling misunder-
stood by me through the thick and the thin
my dreams-come-true girl, where the h-ll have you been?
i’ve been trying to catch your eye for what feels like a lifetime
you know i’d do just about anything to get you to be mine-
oh my, how i hate to see you cry
the man in the mirror, don’t you just hate that guy?
it didn’t take much for you to fall under my spell
but up until then you’d never seen karaoke sung well

[chorus]
you wanted a hero, well here i come
i’m the prodigal son
and i’m down for some good old fashioned fun
zero to hero, i’ll be the one
i’m the prodigal son
and no i’m not for just anyone

[verse 2]
the sun beats down, i’m a shadow on the wall
your sugar got me feeling like i’m 10 feet tall
i am the life and soul, a shark in a goldfish bowl
i gotta get out of this godforsaken-
hold up baby can i talk to you?
you said that you were leaving, you said that we were through
i’m all cut up and jaded won’t you let me come inside
i got nowhere to run and i got nowhere to-
hide, my baby, she’s left me and gone
i got a dm saying that i came on too strong
i am the high priest of heartbreak, now it’s all in the past
still i slash your name across my chest with a broken piece of gl-ss

you wanted a hero, well here i come
i’m the prodigal son
and i’m down for some good old fashioned fun
zero to hero, i’ll be the one
i’m the prodigal son
and no i’m not for just anyone

[guitar solo]

[chorus]
now i’m not listening to you rattling on
i’m the prodigal son
and you know you’ll be back before long
‘cause you’ll be missing me when i’m gone
i’m the prodigal son
a good old fashioned son of a gun

you wanted a hero, well here i come
i’m the prodigal son
and i came for some good old fashioned fun

- alan power

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