Luyện nghe bài hát Talking to Myself

One day you opened up your inside of you
Inside a inside a universe you didn't get to choose
You didn't get to pick the rules or pick the or set the pace
Or cast the cast and crew you didn't get to your starting place
And though it was a race you didn't
You simply lined up on the blocks and when the popped you ran
And when you tripped and dropped you yourself up off the ground
And picked your scabs you you had to pick a plan to end what you began
As you got there were days of cold surrender
Days of shrugged whatevers in with days of shocking splendor
But as advanced the lovely days were covered up from view
By an advancing melancholy haze that near the dew
Yet there were
There were these pure moments when you stepped outside your head
Outside pain outside control, outside the bullshit, out of body, out of rage
Outside the need to get it, get it, you will get it, that's okay

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

Had a little spot you been going through a lot
Wanna shove it to the bottom but a trouble bubble to the top
Then the bubble gonna pop and the hustle never ever gonna
Cause you get up in the morning get ahead then get to bed and then you do it all again until the that you drop
You a plot, what 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 bitch you got these situations witchu
Issues fit to quick should sit you should down to talk
Ever who's the crazy the one, people walking to work as if nothing is off
But if a person really got it they be cracking a bottle on somebody's head and looting from shops
Are there times you're now when nobody's home but you walk around muttering 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 the cost of seeing this through
you tie your stomach into knots that you don't know how to undo
But do you ever have another after that, when you can see
There's no one way this has to be? Or that's just me