Luyện nghe bài hát Talking to Myself

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

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

Had a little spot where you going through a lot
Wanna shove it to the bottom but a gonna bubble to the top
Then the bubble gonna pop and the hustle never gonna stop
Cause you get up in the morning get ahead then get to bed and you do it all again until the moment that you drop
You need a plot, what you wanna with this life you got
You and fought trynna get up in your skin and pick this lock
That ticking clock lets you know that you got these situations witchu
Issues someone fit to quick should sit you down to talk
Ever wonder the crazy the one, people walking to work as if nothing is off
But if a really got it they would be cracking a bottle on somebody's head and looting 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 of seeing this through
When you tie your stomach into knots you don't know how to undo
But do you ever another moment after that, when you can see
no one way this has to be? Or maybe that's just me