Luyện nghe bài hát Talking to Myself

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

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

Had a little spot where you been through a lot
Wanna it to the bottom but a trouble gonna bubble to the top
Then the gonna pop and the hustle never ever gonna stop
Cause you get up in the morning get ahead then get to bed and then you do it all again until the moment you drop
You need a plot, you wanna witness with this life you got
You kicked and fought trynna get up in skin and pick this lock
That ticking clock lets you know that bitch you got these situations
Issues someone fit to quick sit you should down to talk
Ever wonder who's the crazy the one, people 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 looting shops
Are there times you're alone now when nobody's home but you walk around under your breath second shit saying goddammit goddammit goddammit just whispering 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 into knots that you don't 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