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Never have wanted This black eye Fed with pain and asked to smile I'm fine Getting high and on and on Still it's sad Twisting minds and on and on I'm depressed For a while, I was feeling great All the pain you took away But right now I'm getting sick All the memories that you keep on playing I don't want to write these poems But my head, it tells me to sing this song Close your eyes and churn these thoughts Hear me scream Yeah, yeah, yeah For a while, I was feeling great All the pain you took away But right now I'm getting sick All the memories that you keep on playing Take it, son You're gifted Bipolar disorder Bipolar disorder For a while, I was feeling great For a while, I was feeling great All the pain you took away Yes right now I'm very sick All the memories that you keep on playing Take it, son You're gifted Bipolar disorder Bipolar disorder Take it, son You're gifted Bipolar disorder Bipolar disorder