A cut beneath the dermis of my roots
Seems to be the choice of each moment I've Had with you

But if you were to bleed the pain afflicted...
Would you dare to wear the gains of a Shrouded scar?

Take a beat and think...
Just what an excuse could mean

Cause I thought you were suppose to be my Main lens to see my mysteries become flags
Of wondrous victories

If a glass can be filled with something...
Then why should my life or yours be singed to Nothing?

Wait a second for me...
It took minutes for both to be separate in she

So don't blame me for your denial or fears
Cause it was your help that seeded the Problems in we

From sistah to sistah...
Don't you think it's time you loosen the chains
That's been binding you?

Cause I'll say
Then you'll say...

Just so us can never be a free way

But hey...
I guess that's the life of twinning
Especially when your spinning it with a

Sistah—Sistah


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