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I'm talkin'

I'm talkin'

I'm talkin' to myself more

Needle and fetal someone's pouring

Warm gravy all over me, oh yeah

And you see that synthetic therapy

Don't you know it seems to be so unappealing

But, oh what a feeling

But I wish that you would stop spitting

When you're talking to me

And inside, air dry

I might want to go another way, oh yeah

But you see now

I'm too pale to get out

Into the lovely light of day

Oh, I'll do anything that you say

Oh, I'll do anything that you say

But I wish you would stop spitting

When you're talking to me

I'm talkin' to myself more

I'm talkin' to myself more

I'm talkin' to myself more

Talk to myself more

I'm talkin' to myself more

I'm talkin' to myself more

I'm talkin' to myself more1 by 1

Man to man

Stand to stand2 by 4

Talkin' to myself