I Can't Stop Talking

I keep myself awake at night

I try to stop, but I can't fight

That voice that whispers ceaselessty

The one that only talks to me

It tells me what I have to fear

It spits its venom in my ear

It calculates and carefully

Enumerates its strategies

Round and round its loves and hates

It endlessly reiterates

It never stops, I've never heard

The silence of that final word

But I've got to stop talking, I can't stop talking

There is no stopping a brain that keeps talking

I know it's not healthy, I know it's not true

I don't even know who I'm talking to

But I can't stop talking, I've got to stop talking

All night and all day I have something to say

I drone on and on, though I know it's not true

I've got to stop talking, I'm not talking to you

The truth around my tongue is curled

A chain of words that binds the world

In a fever, all I

Is captured in my commentary

The why, the who, the where, the when

Let me repeat them all agai n

And then again my voice will sing

The praises of it's babbling

The arguments that I dissect

Are lucid, cogent and correct

And if you foolishly object

I'll Gram each word back down you neck

(chorus)

If I'm the talker, here's the thing -

Just who the hell is listening?

And if I am not tongue but ears

Then whos voice is it that I hear?

I swallow, choke, and clear my throat

Here comes another anecdote

A narrative of restlessness

Of what's been done and what is next

Does it love me, does it not?

Will this seduction never stop?

Hear the clacking parrot's beak

That speaks and speaks and speaks and speaks