Luyện nghe bài hát Talking to Myself

One day you opened up eyes inside of you
Inside a world inside a universe you get to choose
You didn't get to pick the rules or pick the or set the pace
Or cast the cast and you didn't get to pick your starting place
And though it was a race you didn't
You simply lined up on the blocks and when the pistol 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 to end what you began
As you got older there were of cold surrender
Days of shrugged whatevers folded in days of shocking splendor
But as time advanced the lovely days covered up from view
By an advancing haze that hovered near the dew
Yet there were
There these pure arresting moments when you stepped outside your head
your pain outside 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 a little off today
Had a lot to say
But wound up talking to
you hunted for a kindly ear
But couldn't find one
And up talking to yourself?

Had a little where you been going through a lot
Wanna shove it to the but a trouble gonna bubble to the top
Then the bubble gonna pop and the hustle never ever 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, what you wanna witness with this you got
You kicked and fought trynna get up in your skin and this lock
That ticking clock lets you know that bitch you got these witchu
Issues someone fit to quick sit you should down to talk
Ever wonder who's the crazy the one, people walking to work as if is off
But if a person really got it they would be cracking a bottle on somebody's and looting from shops
Are there times you're alone now 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
When you tie your stomach into knots that you don't how to undo
But do you ever have another after that, when you can see
There's no one way has to be? Or maybe that's just me