Текст Charlene Soraia – Bipolar

I’m bipolar, nobody knows it, but me,
I make bad decisions and everyone sees them, but me,
I think I’ll have a baby with the man who beats me,
Who abuses and confuses me and also threatens to kill me,

Everyone is criticising, picking fights with me,
I’m recklessly aggressive, I’ll talk a mile a minute,
But the love of a child will heal my broken heart,
But babies don’t need daddies, fathers can be forgotten,
So I think I’ll keep the baby, though everyones says, I’m not right in the head,
Though it’s not heard from my heart.

I’m bipolar
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Nobody knows it, nobody knows,
Nobody knows
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I think I’ll keep the baby,
Nobody knows
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I think I’ll keep the baby.