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I'm talking lots, I've nothing good to say I heard myself, and decided it was time to back away I've gained control, just knowing everything I know Soon will come a change, a roll It might seem cold, but sometimes I'd rather be alone Aware, awake but I'm still prone To the ideas I have owned, I know I've seen it all again so please let's go A giant mess that's blending Did you ever see your self