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Talking To Myself

Sleeping With Sirens

For everybody doing good
Yeah I wish you well
I hope you never have to go through this hell
My head's in a cage
I’m locked in a cell
I’m not talking shit
I'm just talking, talking to myself

I’m not depressed
No, I’m just pissed
That I ever could have let my life come to this
People looking up
While I keep looking down
Middle finger to the sky
With my head on the ground
I want to take it back, take it back

For everybody doing good
Yeah I wish you well
I hope you never have to go through this hell
My head's in a cage
I’m locked in a cell
I’m not talking shit
I'm just talking, talking to myself

Is there a cure for this disease?
Can anybody help me?
I’m down on my knees
See all these happy people
With their head held high
I have everything I want
But I'm barely alive

For everybody doing good
Yeah I wish you well
I hope you never have to go through this hell
My head's in a cage
I’m locked in a cell
I’m not talking shit
I'm just talking, talking to myself

Is there a cure for this disease?
I’m tired of living my life on my knees

For everybody doing good
Yeah I wish you well
I hope you never have to go through this hell

Get me out, out of this cage
Let me out of this cell
Why does it feel like I'm just talking
Talking to myself?
I’m just talking
I’m just talking, talking to myself

Composição: Jack Fowler,kellin Quinn,zakk Cervini





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