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[Verse]
Up at 3 a.m., thoughts spinning like turbines,
Brain’s on a tightrope, no safety, no guidelines.
Heart racing NASCAR, can't slow the pace,
World in technicolor, but I’m losing the race.
Ideas poppin', champagne corks in my head,
Dreams so big they barely fit in my bed.
Can’t sit still, I’m rewiring the cosmos,
But crash is coming—ain't no telling how close.
[Chorus]
Mood swings, like a pendulum sways,
Manic highs, then the dark clouds haze.
I’m flying, I’m falling, no in-between,
Life's a kaleidoscope, shattered and obscene.
[Verse 2]
Crawling through the fog, can’t lift my face,
Every mirror shows a stranger, out of place.
Body feels heavy, gravity's cruel clutch,
Soul's an empty warehouse, out of touch.
Phone buzzes, but I let it decay,
World keeps calling, but I push it away.
Curtains drawn, can't let the sunlight spy,
Echoes in my chest askin’, “Why even try?”
[Prechorus]
Up and down, like a see-saw curse,
Heaven one minute, then I'm driving the hearse.
Details
GeneratedDec 16, 2025
Duration1:30
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, hip-hop, layered beats with atmospheric synths and heavy bass, moody
Credits
Prompt byLil_Dumbass
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A rap song about the manic stages and depressive stages that come with bipolar two disorder
