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Hey little sister I heard you went to Mr. So and So
knock knock knockin on his door again last night
said you needed it bad
you know that ain't right
cause so many times you've come to me cry-crying
trying to stop
you said it hurts so bad
but please don't let you go back for more.
My little sister is a zombie in a body
with no soul
in a role she has learned to play in a world today
where nothing else matters
but it matters, we gotta start feeding our souls
not our addiction or afflictions of pain
to avoid the same questions we must ask ourselves to get any answers
we gotta start feeding our
souls have been lost to the millions with lots
who feed on addiction selling pills and whats hot
i wish i could save her from all their delusions
all the confusion
of a nation that starves for salvation
but clothing is the closest approximation to God
and He knows that drugs are all we know of love
Every day we starve while we eat white bread and beer
instead of a handshake or hug
we spill the pills and sweep them under the rug
my little sister is a zombie in a body
with no soul in a role she has learned to play
in a world where nothing else matters
but it matters, we gotta start feeding our souls
hey little sister, i heard you went to Mr. So and So's
knock, knock, knockin' on his door again last night
Said you needed more.