Bipolar Express　[ᴜɴᴘʟᴜɢɢᴇᴅ]

[Intro – Spoken] They called it a disorder. I think it’s just the mix turned up. [Verse 1] Some people hear a room I hear the whole building breathe Ceilings hum like power lines Streetlight buzz like teeth Your “kinda sad” is a drizzle Mine’s a flood in the hall Your “pretty good” is a weekend Mine’s a riot in the walls I don’t mean to make it loud I don’t mean to make it fast It just hits me full-spectrum Like the future and the past [Pre-Chorus] I’m not broken, I’m boosted Gain too high on the board Every little feeling clips And I can’t find the cord [Chorus] I hear life in extra wide stereo Left side lightning, right side low Everybody else gets background noise I get the whole radio And I’m not asking you to fix me I’m asking you to see Sometimes it’s beautiful Sometimes it’s heavy But it’s always me [Verse 2] There are days my thoughts are sparks Jumpin’ rails in my head I’m talkin’ like I’m chased Sleepin’ like I’m dead Plans stack up like amplifiers All turned toward my face Then one switch flips— and everything falls out of place I learn the sound of warning signs Like feedback in a song I try to ride the fader down Before the note is gone [Pre-Chorus] I watch my own reflection Like a meter in the red Tryin’ to stay in the pocket Tryin’ not to lose the thread [Chorus] I hear life in extra wide stereo Left side lightning, right side low Everybody else gets background noise I get the whole radio And I’m not asking you to fix me I’m asking you to see Sometimes it’s beautiful Sometimes it’s heavy But it’s always me [Bridge – Spoken] If I get quiet, I’m not punishing you. If I get bright, I’m not trying to win. I’m just… hearing everything. All at once. And I’m learning where the volume knob is. [Verse 3] So I keep little anchors Coffee, light, a slow walk home Name the things I can touch When my mind won’t leave me alone I don’t need you to diagnose me I don’t need you to explain Just sit with me a minute While the speakers shake [Final Chorus] I hear life in extra wide stereo Left side lightning, right side low Everybody else gets background noise I get the whole radio And I’m not asking you to fix me I’m asking you to see Turn down the judgment Turn up the patience And let me be [Outro – Spoken] They called it bipolar. I call it extra wide.