Snow White, I Think I'm Bipolar

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Rog (transl. Malady) is a 2005 Indian Hindi-language romance thriller film directed by Himanshu Brahmbhatt, written by Mahesh Bhatt and produced by Pooja Bhatt. The film stars Irrfan Khan and Ilene Hamann. The film was released on Irrfan Khan's 38 Birthday. more »

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I've been on a cocaine diet
I lost twenty pounds that was in a week
Watch me pop these two Addy's too
Up till six I can't sleep I feel like a freak

Almost made it, sixteen lines, maybe that's why I never met Peep
I've been screaming these cries through this megaphone, but in the end I'm alone
Questions like do y'all think drugs put me on auto pilot like I'm a drone
Y'all come and go like I guess when you need weed, I'll see you on my phone
Doesn't help I up and left the only place I knew I could call home
Got some issues starting with codependence I gotta fix them on my own
She asked how I'm doing fine, well, my feelings something that I learned to disown
While we being honest love, I don't see us getting back together when we grown

Bitch you make me feel like I'm psychotic
You play these word games like its scrabble, persuasion in your voice, you know that it's melodic
Can't recall the last time you made my head stop
Upstairs still running track meets like it's sonic
Conversing together makes my will to live, microscopic
Please stop hitting my phone you gotta stop it
I'd rather chill with the boys back in the tropics
Since you've been gone weights lifted off my shoulders
Replaced you with an avalanche of white, boulders
Watch me hit new levels, neck'll have boulders
Heart hit rock bottom I'm only growing fucking colda

I don't think I'll fall asleep
Anytime real soon
I just want eternal rest
Mr. grim, sew sum I can reap

Sitting in this god damn room no cliche, this shit my fucking tomb
Od on my lonely, yeyo, shrooms, cid, I don't care I'll meet God, Broly
F*ck your ice and your hockey goalie, I don't need that or no fucking Rollie
Bet y'all didn't know Brodeur wore that red like the god damn best matador
All I need is drugs to reach my destiny
In my room desk with design, this shit like an emergency
I've been fiending for another, but I got eight bucks on my mother
Never prevail, cuz drugs always the cause of my derail
Bought another O too, banks about to fail, now my life about to sail
Oh brother

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