Crawling in my skin
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These wounds, they will not heal
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Fear is how I fall
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Confusing what is real
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There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
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Consuming, confusing
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This lack of self control I fear is never ending
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Controlling
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I can't seem
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To find myself again
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My walls are closing in
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(Without a sense of confidence I¡¯m convinced that there¡¯s just too much pressure to take)
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I've felt this way before
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So insecure
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Chorus
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Discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me
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Distracting, reacting
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Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
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It's haunting how I can't seem...
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To find myself again
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My walls are closing in
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(Without a sense of confidence I¡¯m convinced that there¡¯s just too much pressure to take)
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I've felt this way before
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So insecure
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Chorus (Repeat until end)
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There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
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Consuming, confusing
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This lack of self control I fear is never ending
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Controlling (Whispered during chorus)
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Crawling
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