Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Talking to Myself, artist - Betcha. Date of issue: 15.10.2020
Song language: English
Talking to Myself |
| Say brain |
| Why you gotta lie… |
| The truth is not a loaded gun |
| Wait brain |
| We don’t have to brawl |
| To feel alive |
| Talking to myself again… speak up |
| Walking back through hell again… keep up |
| Because I’m always on the move |
| That’s right I’m always changing moods |
| There’s two sides for your life |
| Back again |
| Steady deja vu will hit you like a porch-light |
| Now you’re borderline pretend |
| Talking to myself again… speak up |
| Walking back through hell again… keep up |
| Because I’m always on the move |
| That’s right I’m always changing moods |
| You said that life was a cage |
| You’ve fallen in love with the rage |
| You said that nothing but good’s what you wanted to say |
| Pulled up inside and unloaded a gauge oh no… |
| Look at all the lines you’ve thread |
| It’s feeling like a vinyl press |
| There’s honey-water pumping out the side of the neck |
| Money laundered under everytime I checked |
| Look at all the lines you’ve thread |
| It’s feeling like a vinyl press |
| There’s honey-water pumping out the side of the neck |
| Money laundered under everytime I checked |
| You should be in New York state |
| Ringing in a New Years Day within… |
| Because I’m always on the move |
| That’s right I’m always changing moods |