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Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
Theres something inside me that pulls beneath the surface,
Consuming, confusing,
This lack of self-control I fear is never ending, controlling,
I cant seem, to find myself again
My walls are closing in
[without a sense of confidence Im convinced
Theres just too much pressure to take]
Ive 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
Its haunting how I cant seem
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
[without a sense of confidence Im convinced
That theres just too much pressure to take]
Ive 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 what is real
(theres 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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