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letra de thinking out loud - blaze audio

[verse 1: eminem “talkin’ 2 myself”]
i went away, i guess, and opened up some lanes
but there was no one who even knew
i was going through growing’ pains
hatred was flowing’ through my veins
on the verge of going insane
i almost made a song dissing lil wayne
it’s like i was jealous of him ’cause of the attention he was getting
i felt horrible about myself, he was spitting and i wasn’t
anyone who was buzzing’ back then could’ve got it
almost went at kanye too
god, it feels like i’m going psychotic, thank god that i didn’t do it
i’d have had my -ss handed to me, and i knew it
but proof isn’t here to see me through it
i’m in the booth, popping another pill, trying to talk myself into it
are you stupid? you’re gon’ start dissing people for no reason?
‘specially when you can’t even write a decent punchline even? you’re lying to yourself, you’re slowly dying
you’re denying your health is declining with your self-esteem
you’re crying out for help

[pre-chorus: chester bennington “talking to myself”]
all the walls that you keep building
all this time that i spent chasing
all the ways that i keep losing you

[chorus: chester bennigton “talking to myself”]
the truth is, you turn into someone else
you keep running like the sky is falling
i can whisper, i can yell
but the truth is, you turn into someone else
you keep running like the sky is falling
i can whisper, i can yell
but i know, yeah i know, yeah i know
i’m just talking to myself
i’m talking to myself

[verse 2: eminem “talkin’ 2 myself”]
marshall, you’re no longer the man, that’s a bitter pill to swallow
all i know is i’m wallowing, self-loathing and hollow
bottoms up on the pill bottle, maybe i’ll hit my bottom tomorrow
my sorrow echoes in this hall though (oh-oh, oh)
but i must be talking’ to the wall though, i don’t see n-body else
(i’m just talking to myself)
but all these other rappers suck is all that i know
i’ve turned into a hater, i put up a false bravado
but marshall is not an egomaniac, that’s not his motto
he’s not a desperado, he’s desperate
his thoughts are bottled inside him
one foot on the brake, one on the throttle
falling’ asleep with writer’s block in the parking’ lot of mcdonald’s
but instead of feeling sorry for yourself
do something ’bout it, admit you got a problem
your brain is clouded, you pouted long enough
it isn’t them, it’s you, you f-cking baby!
quit worrying ’bout what they do, and do shady
i’m f-ckin’ going crazy

[pre-chorus: chester bennington “talking to myself”]
all the walls that you keep building
all this time that i spent chasing
all the ways that i keep losing you

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