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*beat starts, inhales slowly.....)
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 (I've got the sense, the confidence that I'm convinced that there's too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
SOOO INSECUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURREE
CRAWLIIIING IN MYYY SKIN
THEEESE WOUNDS THEY WILL NOT HEAL
FEAR IS HOW I FALL
CONFUSING WHAT IS REEEAL
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
(I've got the sense, the confidence that I'm convinced that there's too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before...
SOOO INSECUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURREE
CRAWLIIIING IN MYYY SKIIN
THEEESE WOUNDS THEY WILL NOT HEAL
FEAR IS HOW I FALL
CONFUSING WHAT IS REEEAL
CRAWLIIIING IN MYYY SKIN
THEEESE WOUNDS THEY WILL NOT HEAL
FEAR IS HOW I FALL
CONFUSING.....
CONFUUUUSING WHAT IS REAL
(there's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface, consuming...)
CONFUUUUSING WHAT IS REAL
(this lack of self control I fear is never ending.....controlling...)
CONFUSING, WHAT IS. REAAAAAAALL
