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Talk to Me
I imagine how to do
Any irrelevant thing
and I can't convince
my old brain to talk to me
Talk to me about some day
anything would help me
And something mumbles
as if it already knew
what it's talking about
Sleeps alone in a corner in my head
never answers me
I never saw him like this
So tired of fighting
against sadness
and lack of skill
that a TV gave him
Now that I think about it
I'm better
but I can't
understand myself alone
the soul that I feel
is in everyone
Sleeps alone in a corner in my head
never answers me
I never saw him like this
So tired of fighting
against sadness
and lack of skill
that a TV gave him
My divine sky just
Talk to me
Sleeps alone in a corner in my head
never answers me
I never saw him like this
So tired of fighting
against sadness
and lack of skill
that a TV gave him
My divine sky just
Talk to me
