I'm talkin' I'm talkin' I'm talkin' to myself more Needle, fetal Someone's pouring warm gravy all over me And you see that synthetic therapy Don't you know it seems to be so unappealing But, oh what a feeling I wish that you would stop spitting when you're talking to me And inside, air dry I might want to go another way But you see now I'm too pale to get out Into the lovely light of day Oh, I'll do anything that you say But I wish you would stop spitting when you're talking to me I'm talkin' to myself more 1x1 Man to man Stand to stand 2x4 Talkin' to myself