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Woorden: Jyrojets. Little Sister.

You're a breath of fresh air in a burning house
I'm the fire and the flames that you can't put out
There's no sense in trying you ain't getting nowhere

You're the saviour that they spoke of you're a glimmer of hope
I'm the dust on the dirt when you start to choke
There's no sense in trying you ain't getting nowhere

It must get worse
Before it gets better
Now they've found her purse
And a letter

(chorus)
Have you seen
My little sister
Tonight
She's sublime
Where have you been
My little sister
Tonight
She's sublime

You're the very last second of a century
I'm the flowers in the park that the blind can't see
There's no sense in trying you aint getting nowhere
You're a breath of fresh air
In a burning house
I'm the fire in the flames that you can't put out
There's no sense in trying you aint getting nowhere

I'm at the end
Of my tether
Yeah it's like a curse
Only better

Chorus
Jyrojets