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Bipolar

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I would not mind

Saving the whole world from itself

Single-handedly becoming

A poster-boy for the antithesis of a waste of space in time

There′s a reason I am stuck in my own world

They gave me a plate so full of vegetables

It could take ten years to digest the whole thing down

I rise and I fall

And I've seen it all

A thousand times before

I′m up and I'm down

Just hanging around

Till the right one walks through my door

Because you filter, you filter (all you ever see is black)

Filter, you filter (then you think you're gonna crack)

Filter, filter (you′ll never get perfection)

(There are bursting clouds and blooming trees)

(Just look in my direction)

I am trudging through a swamp been made for me

Every now and again

I catch a glimpse of some sort of light

But I ignore it I never go for it

It seems so damn strange

Once I tried having what they call a friend

But you can never trust them they get under your skin

And a friend serves a purpose - but it′s over the counter

I rise and I fall and I've seen it all (I rise)

A thousand times before (I fall)

I′m up and I'm down just hanging around (multi)

Till the right one walks through my door (personality)

Don′t you know you (filter, filter)

All you ever see is black

(Filter filter) Then you think you're gonna crack

(Filter filter) You′ll never get perfection

(Filter filter) There's bursting clouds and blooming trees

Just look in my direction

I rise and I fall and I've seen it all

Thousand times before

I′m up and I′m down hanging around

Till the right one walks through my door

Filter...

Filter...

You filter...

Filter...

Filter, filter (selfish, narcissistic, listless)

Filter, filter (depressed, in need of a reason)

Filter, filter all you ever see is black (apathetic, nonplussed)

(How can you be good for someone else)

Filter, filter then you think that you are gonna crack

(Before you're good for yourself?)

Filter, filter all you ever see is black

Filter, filter then you think that you′re gonna crack

Filter, filter you'll never get perfection

There are bursting clouds and blooming trees just look in my direction

You′ll never get perfection

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