How can I explain talking to myself.
I'm in awe of who's in front of me
It's genuine, I feel it.
Thought you'd never see.
The pain you found in me.
Living in a world where the clock is
working overtime.
She has searching for the thrill of it.
Her anatomy is God's temple.
It's really quite simple.
The beating of her heart has a fast tempo.
Her drive drives me crazy.
I need car insurance maybe.
A chaffeur in a white Mercedes.
How can I explain talking to myself?