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    I can’t get out of my bed
    Think there’s magnets in my mattress
    Might as well just be a casket for all I care
    Oh no, here we go again
    The bad thoughts are creeping in
    The bad thoughts are creeping in

    When I feel crazy I hide it
    Then fall apart in private
    Where my mirrors the only one who sees my tears
    There’s a method to my sadness
    It’s a chemical imbalance
    And my head is damaged way beyond repair

    I’m a manic depressive
    Passive agressive
    Emotionally repressed
    Introverted
    Extroverted
    Melancholic alcoholic mess

    I wish my inner thoughts were dinner conversation
    I wished on every star in every constellation

    Manic!
    Manic!
    Manic depressive

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    Manic!
    Manic!
    Manic depressive

    Some days I wish I was dead
    Think I’m broke and I can’t fix it
    It’s an intangible sickness but it’s there
    Oh no here we go again
    The bad thoughts are creeping in
    The bad thoughts are creeping in

    So I wrestle my demons
    'Til I go off the deep end
    Where I’m drowning and I can’t come up for air
    I’ve tried every medication
    And I’ve gone in hibernation
    Hiding in my room like a bi-polar bear

    I’m obsessive compulsive
    And self-destructive
    Hey, what did you expect?
    Narcissistic
    And neurotic
    I’m just one big ball of stress

    I wish my inner thoughts were dinner conversation
    I wished on every star in every constellation
    I wish that I was calm and wasn’t always anxious

    But the bad thoughts are creeping in
    The bad thoughts are creeping in
    The bad thoughts are creeping in
    The bad thoughts are creeping in

    Manic!
    Manic!
    Manic depressive

    Manic!
    Manic!
    Manic depressive

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    Composition: Coleman Hell

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