The jealous bitches

Like that bitch at your desk her glasses

Stuck on an invisible woman

…she’s the bitch who dyes her hair my colour, like mine

She wouldn’t lie!

…she’s my bitch of a sister who’s moved into my room

Her shit doesn’t stink!

That bitch at your desk, duplicated herself

Many times

She’s many bitches now, everywhere

Identical to each other

Hiding behind her see-thru glasses

Nothing but a bitch, multiplied