In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Saturday, September 24, 2016
wrong side of bipolar
I'm on the wrong side of bipolar
so you'd better lock your door
because I'm not the kind of fella
you thought you knew before
I was friendly and I smiled
I even looked you in the eyes
well, pal, those days are over
yeah, it took me by surprise
to realize
something is wrong
with this head on my shoulders
I'm on the wrong side of bipolar
so I better zip my lips
and take the bus to walgreens
to buy ice cream, beer and chips
maybe make a stop at killer's
for some burgers and fries
I guess this is my life now
well, it took me by surprise
I closed my eyes
and felt my diabetes smolder
I'm on the wrong side of bipolar
B-I-P-O-L-A-R
when I wish upon a star
I'm drinking in some side street bar
and taking lots of drugs
I'm on the wrong side of bipolar
and I'm in trouble deep
the best that I can hope for
is to someday fall asleep
and dream of a way of knowing
exactly what to do
I dream of being human
a normal person just like you
I want life to grab me
and take me by surprise
my alibi's
in a doctor's private folder
I'm on the wrong side of bipolar
I believe it's getting colder
I'm on the wrong side
it's such a fierce ride
I'm on the wrong side of bipolar
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