Bipolar Rhapsody

Do you remember those days?
They were, oh, so funny
When I could call you my babe
I could call you my honey
Well, you held my hand
And you took my money
But you don't wanna be saved
You just wanna be lucky

We lived miles apart
But the waves kept coming
And I held you in my arms
When the tears came running
Well, you held my hand
As you took it all from me
But we don't wanna be saved
We just wanna be lucky
(Wanna be lucky)
(Wanna be lucky)

'Cause she's a rich little girl
And she's, oh, so lucky
With a pocket full of dynamite
She better keep runnin'
Have you got a reason to be sad
When your daddy's got money?
Yeah, she's a rich little girl
And she's, oh, so lucky

Oh, right now
I think I can feel my legs shake
And make the fucking L right now
Think I can feel my legs shake
What do you wanna get away from now?
What you wanna get away from?
Make the fucking L right now
Make the fucking L shape
Go on, make the fucking L

I guess that I'm only real in my head (oh, mmm)
Don't take me away from this feeling now
Think I can feel my legs shake
Think I can feel my legs shake

I used to drive down to you
When that Addy was the topic
We're just young, numb and broke
That's why I need these narcotics

I'm brand new, baby
What the fuck you want? (Yeah)
Brand new baby, born at 21

'Cause she's a rich little girl
And she's, oh, so lucky

I was hoping I'd-
I was hoping I'd find myself
I was hoping I'd-
I was hoping I'd find myself

I was hoping I'd-
I was hoping I'd-
I was hoping I'd-
Hoping I'd- (fuck off)

I was hoping I'd find myself
I was hoping I'd find myself
I was hoping I'd find myself
And she's, oh, so lucky



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Oliver Manson, Harry Gilmour
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