| I’ve been talking to myself lately
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| I’m asking for advice, oh
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| I’ve been slowly loosening my grip on this reality
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| Tongue-tied, the dominoes break
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| So won’t you lend me your faith?
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| I’ve been talking to myself lately, ooh
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| I’ve been talking to myself, ooh
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| Earthbound, and scatter-brained
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| Can I thrive on pocket change?
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| I’ve been talking to myself lately, ooh
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| I’ve been whispering to ghosts lately
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| I’m begging for more time
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| Before I’m buried deeper in the trenches of insanity
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| Feed me a piece of my mind
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| I’ve been talking to myself lately, ooh
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| I’ve been talking to myself, ooh
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| Earthbound, and scatter-brained
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| Can I thrive on pocket change?
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| I’ve been talking to myself lately, ooh
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| How’d my own molecules forsake me?
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| Atoms chained behind my back
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| I should be bold, I should be bold in my logic and reasoning
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| But I just calculate my intentions
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| I hope that won’t follow me to my old age
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| I’m a moss-covered stone on a foothill
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| And I’m tumbling, tumbling
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| I’ve been talking to myself lately, ooh
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| I’ve been talking to myself, ooh
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| Earthbound, and scatter-brained
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| Can I thrive on pocket change?
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| I’ve been talking to myself lately, ooh |