luck luck we are twins khasma nu kha judwa twins
mujhme thoda gussa hai mujhme prem hai
mujhme thoda gussa hai mujhme prem hai
are fir bhi lagta hai hunm tum bilkul same hai
kuch kuch khatti kuch kuch mithi
kuch kuch khatti kuch kuch mithi

main thodi bindas hun mujhme same hai
main thodi bindas hun mujhme same hai
are fir bhi lagta hai hum tum bilkul same hai
kuch kuch khatti kuch kuch mithi
kuch kuch khatti kuch kuch mithi

ek jaisi aankhe haye allah haye allah haye allah
ek jaisi bate haye allah haye allah haye allah
ek jaisa hasna haye allah haye allah haye allah
ek jaisa chalna haye allah haye allah haye allah

lekin tu hai jhuthi main hun sachi
tu hai bilkul mad main hun acchi
tu to bilkul andi tedhi tu kya mam hai
fir bhi lagta hai hum tum bilkul same hai
kuch kuch khatti kuch kuch mithi
kuch kuch khatti kuch kuch mithi

ban ja mere jaisi haye rabba haye rabba haye rabba
no no sorry haye rabba haye rabba haye rabba
teri aisi taisi haye rabba haye rabba haye rabba
tu hai ladki kaisi haye rabba haye rabba haye rabba
are main hun lovely tu hai bilkul agli
are shishe me ja chehra dekh pagli
juda juda hai apni ada different name hai
fir bhi lagta hai hum tum bilkul same hai
kuch kuch khatti kuch kuch mithi
kuch kuch khatti kuch kuch mithi

Look, we are twins, carved from the same clay, twins.
I hold a flicker of anger, in me, love's flame.
I hold a flicker of anger, in me, love's flame.
Yet, it feels we're both the twilight, the same.
A touch of tart, a whisper of earth,
A touch of tart, a whisper of earth.

I am a wild thing, in me, the twilight.
I am a wild thing, in me, the twilight.
Yet, it feels we're both the same.
A touch of tart, a whisper of earth,
A touch of tart, a whisper of earth.

Eyes mirroring eyes, oh God, oh God, oh God.
Eyes mirroring eyes, oh God, oh God, oh God.
Eyes mirroring eyes, oh God, oh God, oh God.
Eyes mirroring eyes, oh God, oh God, oh God.

But you, a falsehood, I, a truthful stream,
You, a mess, while I, a perfect dream.
You, a blinded curve, what kind of meme?
Yet, it feels we're both the twilight, the same.
A touch of tart, a whisper of earth,
A touch of tart, a whisper of earth.

Become like me, oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord!
No, no, sorry, oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord!
Curse you, oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord!
What kind of girl are you, oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord!
I am lovely, you, a wild, mad spree.
Go, gaze at yourself in the mirror, see!
Separate is our style, different our name.
Yet, it feels we're both the twilight, the same.
A touch of tart, a whisper of earth,
A touch of tart, a whisper of earth.