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Remove The Wool by bipolar-boy, literature

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Remove The Wool

Punk rock lyric sheets cover more Than CNN about the war Twenty four hours, twenty four more To expose these fat cat government whores There's more info on toilet roll Than on the news where there are holes In their "facts" and "truths" about the world So fuck Judith Miller and the truths she's curled Thank God! For guys! Like Dahl Jamal! Thank God! For gals! Like Arundhati Roy! We owe them all a favour We owe them all a drink They showed our brainwashed lives What human beings really think Three thousand ads a fucking day So the W.T.O. can get their pay To fuel their power, fund our fiction This free mirage is our addictio

Through That Door by bipolar-boy, literature

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Through That Door

Well me and my li'l lady We were stuck up in her room Nothing left to talk about Nothing left to do But then she looked into my eyes Gave me a little wink She jumped on me and took her top off So fast I couldn't blink Then it came that time For that thing I was waiting for I was all butt naked and ready to sex When her sister walked through the door Fuck me I was startled So I ran around the room Tried to dodge all the killing blows Of this mad woman wielding a broom Only the broom was actually two by four And I didn't have a chance Of living a day after this With my tackle still in my pants Cause we had only just started

Affirmation by bipolar-boy, literature

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Affirmation

I know I'm not a loser and I know I'm not a jerk But I sure as hell ain't winning, I don't know if this'll work Cause I sliced my life to pieces, I'm spread out way to thin I can never cover all the spots and I can't remember where I've been All I can remember Is walking to the store Bought a pack of cigarettes and started to get bored So I walked back in again and started talking to a friend Convinced him to buy me liquor and then I reached my bitter end I've had enough of this, I'm done and through Cause now my one has become two Since this has happened I don't feel so sore I won't fix my problems with the blade There's a new me

A bag of bricks.... by bipolar-boy, literature

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A bag of bricks....

My eyes are burning And yours are glowing red Cause of a feeling That you'd be better dead But now theres nothing left to do Nothing left to say But wait it out And let the storm take its way. We watch our blood flow And drip into the soil The roots have been dug up now And the sap begins to boil Anger and confusion Mistaken contrusion Talking till theres nothing left to say Despair and rejection From an unholy defection Loving until all the ends are frayed Allyour lives I'm losing But mine is standing still So I can try and help you out Untill the void is filled But now were happy all together Fairy cakes all around I

Youth Today by bipolar-boy, literature

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Youth Today

Thumbs up to sucky days Cause without them I would've payed For things in life I would have loved Just cause they smile from above Thumbs up to all your flaws Cause without them I wouldn't pause Stop and think if they were the shit Luckily I hate them every bit So piss on us with smiles and cheers We'll get by with drugs and beer So ban them and convict us We got give a fuck and we'll still cuss Thumbs up to government Cause without them My eyes would be shut Thank god they suck so bad it hurts Soil of the earth but were treated like dirt Thumbs up to their put downs Cause without them I wouldn't make a sound Just cause

Reality T.V. by bipolar-boy, literature

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Reality T.V.

Don't waste your time On what will never be Or should you tread regardless? Do what you can For all that you can be But most of all do something! Do anything! Bone idle Pop idol To busy scratching his hairy Test Icicles Your halo Is way low Sunk all the way down forgot about his payload. So walk the line The one that you can't see Be sure your name is in the press Drink your last can Tell me what do you see? Is it a life woth living? Worth giving? Bone idle Pop idol To busy scratching his hairy Test Icicles Your halo Is way low Sunk all the way down forgot about his payload.

Enlist now by bipolar-boy, literature

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Enlist now

One more time for the warriors of old Glorify their killings, print their headlines in bold But deny all their right after purpose is served Living on the bare bone is not what they deserved Leeching off of death to "save" your country The rich are the only ones that are truly free So command all you people sent to war But soon none will be left for you to deplore There's a new brigade in town And it's one that fights for revolution No more innocents shot down There's a thousand years of retribution Retribution Coming your way You say they volunteer the soldiers on the dole But what choice do they have but on your payroll Ther

Don't question the truth by bipolar-boy, literature

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Don't question the truth

I'm choking but breathing on the dead air round my head Killed by the consumers, the feeders and the bled They shifted their waste until no more room was left Now no one can do anything without taking one last breath Suffocate on morality Suffocate on lies Asphyxiate on feeding While your moral fabric dies Chew it to the bone And then throw it in the trash Ignore the pleas of millions For your countless wads of cash I relieve in comfort of these four walls round my head Cause if I started thinking I'd probably wind up dead From corruption from the servants of the global people While they sacrifice us atop their giant steeple S

Sugar, I'm going down by bipolar-boy, literature

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Sugar, I'm going down

Am I more than you bargained for yet I've been dying to tell you anything you want a beer? Cause that's just why I am a geek Lie in the grass, next to my balls and eat them Just to munch on my spit roast Cause you just like my king kong (Munch on my spit roast, Cause you just like my king kong) Drop a fart, take the blame It's always seeping in, and seeping after one bean I'm going down, down on a hairier mound And Sugar, I'm going down blingin' I'll fill your number one to it's fullest A loaded cock complex, fock it and pull it [x2] Is this more than you bargained for yet Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two eat some watsits

I Got Yo' Back by bipolar-boy, literature

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I Got Yo' Back

I hope that everything will be ok But I know no matter what I do Or what I say (Will help the pain go away) But if I lick your wounds And take a pinch of salt Maybe you'll feel good enough (To buy me a Colt... .44 so I can shoot that motherfucker right in the face) I'd kill for you (Oooh aaah) Though I'd probably kill him anyway I'd kill for you (Oooh aaah) Though I'd gladly kill him any day I'd kill for you (Oooh aaah) Though I'd probably kill him anyway I'd kill for you (Oooh aaah) Though I'd gladly kill him any day But I hope it still means a lot I'm a peaceful man by nature Despite the fact I'd kill Kill a total str

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My Path by bipolar-boy, literature

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My Path

As I walk now, I walk through the forest, The great forest that is the world, I follow the path as best I can. It veers to the left, Veers to the right, But still the same path, My path. I took a few wrong turns, I made a few mistakes, Now i see a sign "One way only" it says. Now i realise I can't change the past. It's a long path, But it will end....eventualy. I don't know where it ends, It's either heads or tails, Heaven or hell. I don't know. I don't want to end up in hell, My path was hell enough.

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Stigmata On The Battlefield by bipolar-boy, literature

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Stigmata On The Battlefield

A soldier standing in the field Awash with golden light Praying to his holy god Cause he refused to fight Blood covered his killing hands And he held his arms out wide Could it be stigmata? Could it be that he was blind? Then Jesus wept On the battlefield (For neither side would yield) Never would they No never would they On that battlefield They gave their lives, gave their souls For a butcher and a cross But that cross was made with iron By their fascist little boss So he took up arms, took up pride For a false democracy But he never could remember All the faces of his family Then Jesus wept On the battlefield (For n

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About bipolar-boy

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United Kingdom
Deviant for 19 years
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Favourite cartoon character: Timmaahh!!!

Favourite Movies

Pulp Fiction, Resevoir Dogs, Dogma and Donnie Darko

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

AFI, Alkaline Trio, Anti-Flag, The Misfits, Clutch and The Dropkick Murphys

Favourite Writers

Davey Havok, Neil Fallon, Jim Morrison and Dylan Thomas.

Tools of the Trade

A fist, a voice and a will to live.

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Playing bass, writting, music, drinking.

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bipolar-boy

Jun 12, 2006

Goodbye

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Ok I decided to make a new account. As for the reasons there are many, mainly my username. It really doesn't represent me anymore and what i was like a few years back is not what I am today. Also Ii realise a lot of my work on this account was half arsed and done once without any real revisions before posting it. Those of you who really want to add me can ask me for my new account info and also I'll be adding any old artists and writters who's work I really enjoy. I used to get pissed off when people did this cause it was just annoying but here I am doing it myself. I have hated this name for just over a year now ever since I was taken off

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bipolar-boy

May 11, 2006

AFI!!!

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Anyways. It is my duty to do this. Since a lot of you seem to be getting annoyed at me ranting about decemberunderground coming soon I'll just put it in banner form :P I know the banner doesnt show but theres a link anyway :P Oh and if anyone has any idea how to make the banner apear then heeeeelp me.

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bipolar-boy

May 7, 2006

As yet untitled.

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Well even though i promised to look through every single deviation before I submitted anything else I'm gonna put some stuff up anyway. I plan to be writting a lot in the next few days cause I have to record 10 original songs for a college assignment and I've only written about 5 that I'm happy with :S Anyways how are you? (Don't bother answering that :P) I would like to announce that the new NoFX and Anti-Flag albums officialy rule. Especially for blood and empire. It just filled me with that kind of feeling you get when.... your having sex really. Pretty much orgasmic. Expect a lot of political angst in the next few days bitches :P Adio