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I spent all the money, I spent all the money |
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Got nothing to show, got nothing to show for it |
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So tell me the story, tell me the story again |
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The one where I find my way home in the end |
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There's love and forgiveness, there's wine and there's water |
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I am the prodigal daughter |
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I am searching the heavens, I'm living in hell |
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I've squandered the blessing, I am the never do well |
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I walked on a wire, I tried every trick that I dared |
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Broke every promise to whoever cared |
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Burned all my bridges, like a lamb to the slaughter |
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I am the prodigal daughter |
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I have yet to see grace |
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Or true mercy face to face |
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Through a glass, not a trace |
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So I am out of the race |
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And I'll never go back, they'll not see my face again |
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I'm not like my brothers, and god knows I'm not like them |
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So you can tell me the story, it makes no difference to me |
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So the blind man can walk and the lame man can see |
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The party's still over, the wine's turned to water |
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I am the prodigal daughter |