Sector Seven - Obvious

I'm talking lots, I've nothing good to say
I heard myself, and decided it was time to back away
I've gained control, just knowing everything I know
Soon will come a change, a roll

It might seem cold, but sometimes I'd rather be alone
Aware, awake but I'm still prone
To the ideas I have owned, I know
I've seen it all again so please let's go
A giant mess that's blending

Did you ever see your self