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 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 again My walls are closing in 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.
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