Talking To Myself Cifras

[Verse]
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    One day you opened up your eyes inside of you inside a
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world inside a universe you didn’t get to choose. You didn't
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get to pick the rules or pick the past or set the pace or cast the
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cast and crew you didn’t get to pick your starting place,
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     and though it was a race you didn’t understand, you simply
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lined up on the blocks and when the pistol popped you ran, and when you
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tripped and dropped you picked yourself up off the ground and picked your scabs, and
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knew you had to pick a plan to end what you began.
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    As you got older there were days of cold surrender, days of
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shrugged whatevers folded in with days of shocking splendor, but as
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time advanced the lovely days were covered up from view by an
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advancing melancholy haze that hovered near the dew.
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     Yet there were moments. There were these pure arresting
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moments when you stepped outside your head, outside your pain, outside
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control, outside the bullshit, out of body, out of rage, outside the
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need to get it. Get it? You will never get it, that’s okay.
 
 
[Chorus]
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    Have you felt a little off today? Had a
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lot to say but wound up talking to yourself?
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I’ve been hunting for a kindly ear, but couldn't
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find one near, and wound up talking to myself.
 
 
[Verse]
Am
Had a little spot where you been going through a lot
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    Wanna shove it to the bottom but the trouble gonna bubble to the top
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    Then the bubble gonna pop
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    and the hustle never ever gonna stop, 'cause you
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get up in the morning get ahead then get to bed and then you do it all again until the moment that you drop
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    You need a plot, what you wanna witness with this life you got
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    You kicked and fought trynna get up in your skin and pick this lock
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    That ticking clock lets you know that bitch you got these situations
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witchu issues someone fit to quick should sit you should down and talk
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    Ever wonder who’s the crazy the one, people walking to work as if nothing is off
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    But if a person really got it they would be cracking a bottle on somebody’s head and looting from shops
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    Are there times you’re alone now when nobody’s home but you walk around muttering under your
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breath second guessing shit saying goddammit goddammit goddammit just whispering soft
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    Do you ever get lost, deep in your thoughts, tripping when you think about the cost of
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seeing this through, when you tie your stomach into knots that you don’t know how to undo?
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    But do you ever have another moment after that, when you can see there’s no one
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way this has to be? Or maybe that’s just me.
 
[Chorus]
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    Have you felt a little off today? Had a
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lot to say but wound up talking to yourself?
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I’ve been hunting for a kindly ear, but couldn't
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find one near, and wound up talking to myself.
 
[Outro]
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     Da da da da da-da da da
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     Da da da da da-da da,
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     How you feelin’ today? How you feelin’ today?
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     Da da da da da-da da da
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     Da da da da da-da da,
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     How you feelin’ today? How you feelin’ today?
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     Da da da da da-da da da
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     Da da da da da-da da,
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     How you feelin’ today? How you feelin’ today?
 
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