
Crawling in my skin,
These wounds they will not heal,
Fear is how I fall,
Confusing what is real
There? s something inside me that pulls beneath the surface,
Consuming, confusing,
This lack of self control I fear is never ending,
Controlling
I can? t seem
To find myself again,
My walls are closing in,
(Without a sense of confidence,
I? m convinced that there? s just too much pressure to take)
I? ve felt this way before,
So insecure
Crawling in my skin,
These wounds they will not heal,
Fear is how I fall,
Confusing what is real,
Discomfort endlessly has pulled itself upon me,
Distracting, reacting,
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection,
It? s haunting,
How I can? t seem,
To find myself again,
My walls are closing in,
(Without a sense of confidence,
I? m convinced that there? s just too much pressure to take)
I? ve felt this way before,
So insecure...
Crawling in my skin,
These wounds they will not heal,
Fear is how I fall,
Confusing what is real... (2x)
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