Does anybody else

Like talking to themselves

I just pick up my pen

And I can keep going

I’m nice and I listen well

I will always be around

Every time I’m feeling done

And I can keep going

Yeah, yeah

Hold a candle

To the shadows

Behind my hand

Like the driving force

That spits out pages and pages

About my battles

If I had batteries

At least I could replace them

Every now and then

And get my worth

And handle

The weight on my shoulders

The phantom pain I can’t shake off

Does anybody else

Like talking to themselves

I just pick up my pen

And I can keep going

I’m nice and I listen well

I will always be around

Every time I’m feeling done

And I can keep going

Yeah, yeah

I hadn’t realized

I’d moved on

And if I fall

I’d just get back up

Forget the pain was there at all

If I ran on gasoline

At least I could replace it

Had the oils changed

And run like there’re no walls

The weight on my shoulders

The phantom pain I can’t shake off

Does anybody else

Like talking to themselves

I just pick up my pen

And I can keep going

I’m nice and I listen well

I will always be around

Every time I’m feeling done

And I can keep going

Yeah, yeah

If I had batteries

At least I could replace them

Every now and then

And get my worth

If I ran on gasoline

At least I could replace it

Had the oils changed

And run like there’re no walls

But I have no energy

No wonder I’m complacent

Yeah, yeah

Does anybody else

Like talking to themselves

I just pick up my pen

And I can keep going

I’m nice and I listen well

I will always be around

Every time I’m feeling done

And I can keep going

Does anybody else

Like talking to themselves

Is this just what I am

And should I keep going

I’m nice and I listen well

I will always be around

Every time I’m feeling done

I keep going

Keep going

Keep going

Keep going

Keep going

Yeah, yeah