Bipolar Avenues from Morning Wood by Vile Ent

Bipolar Avenues
I travel on every day
Two deadly extremes
Will always have their say
Never know
if I come or go
Always blown the way the wind blow
Medication only
covers up the truth
Singing incoherent songs
Long in the tooth

Bipolar Avenues

Fall asleep, wake up
Don’t know where I’ve been
Absent black insomniac
again accused of sin
Went too fast, ideas blast
So far ahead of things I wind up in the past
Looking for a way out,
but too fatigued to think
Got the runs, spoils my fun,
dishes in the sink
Heading for the pyramid of one gigantic eye
My thoughts run
like chemtrails through the sky

(I’m not home, I’m not here, everywhere and always near)

Body burning out its fuel
feel like I’m gonna die
No one can ever tell me
one good reason why
Stroke a genius, able penis
not good enough for love
I might become intimidate when push comes
To SHOVE

Bipolar Avenues

(I’m not home, I’m not here, everywhere and always near)

Bipolar Avenues of inner dark and gloom
Signs of black conspiracy spell the global doom
Can you afford to laugh
when hollow is the room
Keep your sense of humour
DETHSTEP your tomb
Postulating, stating
will I take it much too far
Sure to be the target
in any small-time bar
Dethstep darkened shadow
Find out where you live
Y’all got an avenue
an avenue – TO GIVE

Bipolar Avenues

Verbose word man
eloquent and crass
Blunt abrasive music maestro
Makes you feel an ass
Lash out his insolence
Outrage overborne
Brought about an alienate
Scapegoat for your scorn
Spelling incantations,
blackest black of books
Can you feel my presence
It’s more than just good looks
Roguish ribald author
of monologues inane
Spit a stupid reprimand,
just tired of HIS BRAIN

(I’m not home, I’m not here, everywhere and always near)

Bipolar Avenues

• Experimental
• Industrial
• Metal
• Punk
• Rock
• Rock ‘n’ Roll
• Canada