Little Sister

My little sister has a nature of salvation,
her heart is the most broken of combination of temptation,
Her actions will be the death of her,
how I wish she would see she is standing still
out of the corner,

My little sister is like a corpse, with no soul,
sells her body up whole,
Comes to me saying how much she hurts,
but she needs to learn to play the game,
she will always do it the same

She keeps on feeding her addictions
She is not bound by restrictions,
contradictions are swept under the rug,

Where where you last night little sister?

Start saving your soul,
those dreams will swallow you up whole.

Everyday you do the same starving after the addictions
hating these restrictions

Hey little sister, you can cry on my shoulder tonight