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 confinced 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 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, confusing what is real (Theres something inside me that pulls beneath the surface) Confusing what is real (This lack of self-control, I fear, is never-ending) Confusing what is real
Posted on: Tue, 19 Aug 2014 06:40:06 +0000
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