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Written by aysegul
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Friday, 05 January 2007 |
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
(Without a sense of confidence , i'm convinced
There's just too much pressure to take)
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
(Without a sense of confidence , i'm convinced
There's just too much pressure to take)
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 There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming , confusing what is realThis lack of self control i fear is never ending
Controlling , confusing what is real |
