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Lyrics

It's all connected, all your fortune
This collated junk you can call a home
Hand me what you have brought along
I will make this fire burn
Bless your bleedin' heart, will it ever learn?
Will it learn?

Something moved in the headlight
Something fell by the roadside
Am I talking to myself?

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Am I talking to myself?
Is this who we will always be forever?
Talking to myself
Is this who we will always be?

Who knew that a man could
All at once forget to live
Bless his bleeding heart, what more could it give?

Now I'm lying by omission
And behind me, Romе burns
Am I talking to myself?

Am I talking to myself?
Is this who we will always bе forever?
Talking to myself
Is this who we will always be?

It's all connected
But the tears are all my own
Blood cannot be wrung from out of a stone
From a stone

Suddenly, I
I can see we are the people we will always be
Am I talking to myself?
Talking to myself, I'm

Am I talking to myself?
Is this who we will always be forever?
Talking to myself
Is this who we will always be?
Am I talking to myself?
(And if the sum was nothing)
Is this who we will always be forever?
(It wasn't for a lack of wanting)
Talking to myself
(It wasn't for a lack of wanting)
Is this who we will always be?
Am I talking to myself?
(And if the sum was nothing)
Is this who we will always be forever?
(It wasn't for a lack of wanting)
Talking to myself
(It wasn't for a lack of wanting)
Is this who we will always be?

Writer(s): Andrew Nicholas Bull

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