Driving together, towards our folie,
Together with her, never lonely,
Enacting our disorders,
My psychotic disorder, matches her bi-polar,
Riding to the far west,
Just to set our sun,
She is like a voice in my head!
Suggesting me to kidnap and mutilate,
I command her to clean the bloody mess!
Oozing from our victims,
She is angry!
Blaming the victim for bleeding,
On our new white silky carpet!