rikkig

point of a distorted view
2003-04-21 19:30:08 (UTC)

little sister

People Totally underestimate Jewel. This is so completely true;

Hey little sister, I heard you went to mister so-and-so,
Knock, knock, knocking 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 sisiter is a zombie in a body
with no soul; 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 addictions or afflictions
of pain. To aviod 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 what's 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 only 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
sisiter is a zombie in a body with no soul; a role she has
learned to play,
In a world today where nothing else matters. But it
matters, we gotta start feeding our souls.




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