I'm talkin'

I'm talkin'

I'm talkin' to myself more



Needle, fatal

Someone's pouring warm gravy all over me

And you see that synthetic therapy

Don't you know it seems to be so unappealing

But oh what a feeling

I wish that you would stop spitting when you're talking to me





And inside, air dry

I might want to go another way

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'l do anything that you say

But I wush that you would stop spitting when you're talking to me



I'm talking to myself



1X1

Man to man

Stand to stand

2X4

Talkin' to myself