he talks to himself…

what was it you were talkin’ ’bout…some kinda strange conversation you had durin’ the night with yourself…I hear ya in the other room…jabberin’ away…senseless talk…then all the sudden you stop…like you been caught or somethin’…like you were doin’ somethin’ wrong…are you aware of this…these conversations you have with yourself…

yes…I know I talk to myself…it’s something I can’t stop…I just get on a roll and I can’t stop til I fall asleep…

dontcha think it’s a little weird…

what…

you talkin’ to yourself…mad talk…it’s always angry…seems like you’re never at peace…just go on and on ’bout death and dyin’…hear ya say things like…,I don’t wanna live no more…,and…,I’m tired of livin’…then I hear ya start snorin’…it’s like a nightly ritual…

yes…yes it is…

think you’ll ever be at peace…

don’t know…don’t know…

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