She is me
I am her
She is me
I am her siamese twin connected at the cunt
Heart, brain, heart, brain, heart, brain, lung, gut

I want to kill her
But I'm afraid it might kill me

Feminist
Dyke, whore, I'm so pretty
Alien

She wants me
She wants me to go to the mall
She wants me
To put the pretty, pretty lipstick on
She wants me to be like her
She wants me to be like her

I want to kill her
But I'm afraid it might kill me

Feminist
Dyke, whore
Pretty, pretty
Alien

And all I really wanted to know
Who was me and who was she?
I guess I'll never know