Talking to Myself - Mayve

In my sleep I’m walking down these narrow halls again

Grab onto the walls when I feel myself stumbling

I’m not a prophet by any means but

I think I know my flaws and where to come clean

Just the truth is I much rather be alone

Am I talking to myself again?

I had the world in the palm of my hands

Am I talking to myself again?

I had the world in the palm of my hands

Singing oh

In my sleep I’m fighting off the demons in my head

Don’t know what to do, every night they keep coming back again

So I forget the world I know by all means

Pretend to be content and never come clean

Cause the truth is, I’m better off alone

Am I talking to myself again?

I had the world in the palm of my hands

Am I talking to myself again?

I had the world in the palm of my hands

Singing oh

So keep on talking and talking to me

So keep on talking and talking to me

So keep on talking and talking to me

So keep on talking and talking to me

Am I talking to myself again?

I had the world in the palm of my hands

Am I talking to myself again?

I had the world in the palm of my hands

Singing oh