Rob O'connor - Talking to Myself (feat. Jamie A)

I think I've got to pull myself together, oh
Because right now my mood is changing in the same way as the weather
My rainy days all seem to be the ones that last the longest
Out of my friends, I'm told that I supposed to be the strongest
I'm optimistic but I'm feeling like this shits not getting better, no
Now how the hell can I go get myself right over this
Without you?
I'm talking to myself because I've got nobody else that'll listen
I'll put it in songs I've written
I'm a mess I'm depressed mind congested with voices
Contestants, no consent for these messed up noises
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
I think I've got to pull myself together, oh
Because lately the mistakes I've made are hurting more than ever, whoa oh
But it's not just me, it's hurting you
I've got to separate my feelings and the truth
And all of the pain it can do
Now how the hell can I go get myself right over this
Over this
Without you?
I'm talking to myself because I've got nobody else that'll listen
I'll put it in songs I've written
I'm a mess I'm depressed mind congested with voices
Contestants, no consent for these messed up noises
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Oh oh

Written by:
Jamie Anderson, Robert O'Connor

Publisher:
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