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Bipolar
Pop
Bipolar was released on August 29, 2025 by BIG World as a part of the album MYL3S A MINUTE - EP
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Release DateAugust 29, 2025
LabelBIG World
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
MYL3S
MYL3S
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Myles Emoff
Myles Emoff
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rubicini
Rubicini
Producer

Lyrics

Bipolar, take a lot of drugs, I won't feel it till I'm older
Stone cold high, guess I'm runnin' out of sober
Won't survive, I won't feel it till it's over
I already told ya
I'm givin' up, I'm givin' in, let the choir sing, oh
La, la, la, la
Fuck it, I am here to win, so take your pick, oh
Na, na, na, na, na
Got two personalities, feel like Zenitsu
Slayin' all these demons and I ain't gotta clue
Lightning blade, oh yeah, I'ma zap you
Smoke em, light it up, blaze, feeling perma-zapped too
Im gone
Gettin' in my way, huh, yeah
You're done
Gettin' in my face, I'm feelin' numb
Icin' on the cake, time to go down
And I need it, and I need it, and I'm feening, and I'm feening
Got the drugs, go on and put it in my hand
If I'm leavin', then it's treason
Go on, you best not believe it
And I never really ever know the plan
Cause I'm bipolar, take a lot of drugs
I won't feel it till I'm older
Stone cold high, guess I'm runnin' outta sober
Won't survive, I won't feel it till I'm older
I already told ya
I'm givin' up, I'm givin' in
Let the choir sing, oh
La, la, la, la
Fuck it, I am here to win
So take your pick, oh
Na, na, na, na, na
Sick, quick, need a fix
I am too legit to quit
If you didn't get that line
That makes you a bitch
I'm just playin', Hot Rod, is the raddest shit
Make this jump keep goin', oh, no, no
I think I lost it
Okay, but let's be honest, part of me
Don't think I got it
Tried too many times, now I won't wait to trust the process
Everyone keeps sayin' and they makin' it a contest
Still, if I'm overdosing, I'm not talkin' bout the pills
Go ahead, attack me, cut you off, kill bill
Now I know the system, no damn drill
Bipolar, take a lot of drugs
I won't feel it till I'm older
Stone cold high, guess I'm runnin' outta sober
Won't survive, I won't feel it till I'm older
I already told ya
I'm givin' up, I'm givin' in
Let the choir sing, oh
La, la, la, la
Fuck it, I am here to win
So take your pick, oh
Na, na, na, na, na
Written by: Myles Emoff
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