Un clasico CRAWLING 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 [coro] 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 [coro] 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: Mon, 05 Jan 2015 19:21:33 +0000
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