Luyện nghe bài hát Talking to Myself

One day you opened up your eyes of you
Inside a world inside a universe you didn't get to
You didn't get to pick the rules or pick the past or set the
Or cast the cast and crew you get to pick your starting place
And though it was a race you understand
You simply lined up on the and when the pistol popped you ran
And you tripped and dropped you picked yourself up off the ground
And picked your scabs you knew you had to pick a plan to end what you
As you got older there days of cold surrender
Days of shrugged whatevers folded in with days of shocking
But as time advanced the lovely were covered up from view
By an advancing melancholy that hovered near the dew
Yet there were
There were these pure arresting moments you stepped outside your head
Outside your pain control, outside the bullshit, out of body, out of rage
Outside the need to get it, get it, you never get it, that's okay

Have you felt a little off
Had a lot to say
But wound up talking to
Have you for a kindly ear
But couldn't one near
And wound up to yourself?

Had a little where you been going through a lot
Wanna shove it to the bottom but a trouble bubble to the top
Then the bubble pop and the hustle never ever gonna stop
Cause you get up in the morning get ahead get to bed and then you do it all again until the moment that you drop
You need a plot, what you wanna witness with this you got
You kicked and fought trynna get up in your skin and this lock
That ticking clock you know that bitch you got these situations witchu
Issues someone fit to quick sit you should down to talk
Ever wonder who's the crazy the one, walking to work as if nothing is off
But if a person really got it they would be cracking a bottle on somebody's head and from shops
Are there times you're alone now when nobody's home but you walk around muttering under your breath second shit saying goddammit goddammit goddammit just soft
Do you ever get lost, deep in your thoughts, tripping when you think about the cost of this through
When you tie your stomach knots that you don't know how to undo
But do you ever have another moment that, when you can see
There's no one way this has to be? Or maybe just me