Sister के बोल

You'll burn a bit, my little sister He'll drop and taste the best of you We will cement you into garbage I swear I miss all of you He'll stay in every night praying for the same fight A dull cloud comes over me, I waste him down Waste him down Oh, when he's gone It won't be long Until death is sprung Death is spru-hung We were from the same womb We were from the same womb We were from the same good start And I know And I know is I'll drag you all apart Collapse your brain into rivers My heart is pure, vain surprise He swore he loved only the back of you I choked and bathed in the lie He'll stay in every night praying for the same fight A dull cloud comes over me, I waste him down Waste him down Oh, when he's gone It won't be long Until death is sprung Death is spru-hung Your death has sprung Your death has sprung Your death has sprung Your death has sprung