Testo Living In Prodigal Ways

There you go again crawling back to your obscurity.

Crawling back to the place of disgrace.

Melanchonly has adopted you and it's feeding you making you thirsty for hope.

You don't see colors anymore just black and white.
Forgiveness is in front of you but your too blind to see it.

Wake up.

Get on your feet again.

Wake up.

I believe in second chances