muratteas
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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 **** myself again
My walls are closing in
(Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I 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 **** myself again
My walls are closing in
(Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I 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
There's 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
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 **** myself again
My walls are closing in
(Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I 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 **** myself again
My walls are closing in
(Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I 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
There's 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