Bipolar

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Bipolar
Trust is hard to gain but easy to give to someone else
Friends are everywhere but most of the time out for themselves

All these pieces of a mind that's made of clay
Soft and then it hardens
Making it easier to break
Shattering everywhere

Dissolved are the bonds with the people that I have been meeting
Long since the time when I could depend
Resolved is the guilt I've been feeling for needing
Gone out the door fast as it came in

Chorus x2

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