Knock Knock Knocking on his door again last night
Said you needed it bad, you know that aint right
Cuz so many times you've come to me cry crying
trying to stop you said it hurt so bad
But please don't let you go back for me
My little sister 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've got to start feeding our souls
Not our addictions or afflictions of pain
to avoid the same questions we must ask ourselves
to get any answers
We've got to start feeding our souls
have been lost to the millions with lots
who feed on addiction
selling pills and whats hot
and I wish I could save them from all their delusions
all the confusion aye yay
Of a nation that starves of 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 sister 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've gotta start feeding our souls.
Hey little sister, I heard you went to Mr. So and So
Knock Knock Knocking on his door again last night
Said you needed more
Jewel - Hey little sister
