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I’m talkin’I’m talkin’I’m talkin’ to myself more [Verse 1]Needle, fetalSomeone’s pouring warm gravy all over meAnd you see that synthetic therapyDon’t you know, it seems to be so unappealingBut, oh what a feeling [Chorus]I wish that you would stop spittingWhen you’re talking to me [Verse Read More …