They may not have loved you. They may not have cared.
But I love my sister and I want her to be well.
She’s beautiful.
She’s beautiful.
She’s beautiful, but she’s wasting it.
Life may not have been easy, no one said it would be.
But she’s got decisions, and I want her to choose well.
There she goes, there she goes, there is no way out she says.
She’s beautiful, powerful, completely empty.
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