Song: Sister
It’s still snowing this winter
Standing on the road without blinking
My heartbeat is still very gentle
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You should praise me for being obedient today
My clothes are a bit too big
You said I look pretty
I know I stood in the crowd
It's quite silly
My dad is always drinking and is a bastard
Before he dies, he will never be sad or use fists
He is already old sitting on the stairs
No longer an opponent
Until he feels that he is being deceived
I can never be great
Can’t hear what they say
I just want to endure being alone and easily embarrassed
Facing the crowd outside in front
I have to cross And chic
I know you are watching from the side
It’s fake
Sister, I see the tears in your eyes
You want to forget Who is the man who insulted you?
They told me that women are gentle and love to cry
They said this is beautiful
Oh sister
I want to go home
Hold my hand
I’m a little sleepy
Oh sister
Take me home
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Don’t be afraid
My dad is always drinking and is a bastard
He will never die again Sad and no longer uses fists
He is already old sitting on the stairs
No longer an opponent
Oh sister
I want to go home
Hold my hand
I am a little sleepy
Oh sister
I want to go home
Hold my hand
Don’t be afraid
Oh sister
Take me home
Hold my hand
Don’t be afraid
Oh sister
I want to go home
Hold my hand
I’m a little sleepy
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