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 againmy walls are closing in
"without a sense of confidence and 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 againmy walls are closing in
"without a sense of confidence and 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
crawling in my skin, these wounds they will not heal
fear is how I fall, confusing confusing what is real
there's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
consuming confusing what is real
this lack of self-control I fear is never ending
controlling confusing what is real
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