She said that I'm sweet and sour
Told her no I'm just bipolar
Old me dead buried somewhere in the desert
Asking what imma do with my really make my head hurt
She said that I'm sweet and sour
Told her no I'm just bipolar
Old me dead buried somewhere in the desert
Asking what imma do with my really make my head hurt
Hope I make it fingers cross
My friends make me feel at home,When I feel lost
Probably blow my brains out if I work an office job
The Devil just texted me too give up
I really feel like no one like me exits
Is it bad I really enjoy burning shit
Report card came best believe that I'm hiding it
I think god got really tired of replying
She said I'm not really her type
She said don't like the things that I like
She said why I'm black but I act white
I swear imma sell my soul if the price is right
She said that I'm sweet and sour
Told her no I'm just bipolar
Old me dead buried somewhere in the desert
Asking what imma do with my really make my head hurt
My nightmares getting a little too graphic
Voices in my head got me laughin
Told my dad my dream he said that's not realistic
Told him no but I'm not no average human vein
Black shirt blue jeans what's the move today
Hurry up cause my fake smile starting fade away
Old memories stuck to me like tape
I really hate school what's why I always come in late
And Yes I know it's going to be my year
Better watch out better keep ah close ear
Bros got my back so there's nothing I fear
Haven't heard of meWell soon my name gon get cheered
She said that I'm sweet and sour
Told her no I'm just bipolar
Old me dead buried somewhere in the desert
Asking what imma do with my really make my head hurt
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She said that I'm sweet and sour
Told her no I'm just bipolar
Old me dead buried somewhere in the desert
Asking what imma do with my really make my head hurt
She said that I'm sweet and sour
Told her no I'm just bipolar
Old me dead buried somewhere in the desert
Asking what imma do with my really make my head hurt
Hope I make it fingers cross
My friends make me feel at home,When I feel lost
Probably blow my brains out if I work an office job
The Devil just texted me too give up
I really feel like no one like me exits
Is it bad I really enjoy burning shit
Report card came best believe that I'm hiding it
I think god got really tired of replying
She said I'm not really her type
She said don't like the things that I like
She said why I'm black but I act white
I swear imma sell my soul if the price is right
She said that I'm sweet and sour
Told her no I'm just bipolar
Old me dead buried somewhere in the desert
Asking what imma do with my really make my head hurt
My nightmares getting a little too graphic
Voices in my head got me laughin
Told my dad my dream he said that's not realistic
Told him no but I'm not no average human vein
Black shirt blue jeans what's the move today
Hurry up cause my fake smile starting fade away
Old memories stuck to me like tape
I really hate school what's why I always come in late
And Yes I know it's going to be my year
Better watch out better keep ah close ear
Bros got my back so there's nothing I fear
Haven't heard of meWell soon my name gon get cheered
She said that I'm sweet and sour
Told her no I'm just bipolar
Old me dead buried somewhere in the desert
Asking what imma do with my really make my head hurt
Told her no I'm just bipolar
Old me dead buried somewhere in the desert
Asking what imma do with my really make my head hurt
She said that I'm sweet and sour
Told her no I'm just bipolar
Old me dead buried somewhere in the desert
Asking what imma do with my really make my head hurt
Hope I make it fingers cross
My friends make me feel at home,When I feel lost
Probably blow my brains out if I work an office job
The Devil just texted me too give up
I really feel like no one like me exits
Is it bad I really enjoy burning shit
Report card came best believe that I'm hiding it
I think god got really tired of replying
She said I'm not really her type
She said don't like the things that I like
She said why I'm black but I act white
I swear imma sell my soul if the price is right
She said that I'm sweet and sour
Told her no I'm just bipolar
Old me dead buried somewhere in the desert
Asking what imma do with my really make my head hurt
My nightmares getting a little too graphic
Voices in my head got me laughin
Told my dad my dream he said that's not realistic
Told him no but I'm not no average human vein
Black shirt blue jeans what's the move today
Hurry up cause my fake smile starting fade away
Old memories stuck to me like tape
I really hate school what's why I always come in late
And Yes I know it's going to be my year
Better watch out better keep ah close ear
Bros got my back so there's nothing I fear
Haven't heard of meWell soon my name gon get cheered
She said that I'm sweet and sour
Told her no I'm just bipolar
Old me dead buried somewhere in the desert
Asking what imma do with my really make my head hurt
Writer: Salomon Berhe
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