CRAWLING IN MY SKIN THESE WOUNDS THEY WILL NOT HEAL FEAR IS HOW I FALL CONFUSING WHAT IS REAL THERES SOMETHING INSIDE ME THAT PULLS BENEATH THE SURFACE CONSUMING CONFUSING THIS LACK OF SELFCONTROL I FEAR IS NEVER ENDING CONTROLLING I CANT SEEM TO FIND MYSELF AGAIN MY WALLS ARE CLOSING IN WITHOUT A SENSE OF CONFINDENCE IM CONVINCED THERES JUST TOO MUCH PRESSURE TO TAKE IVE 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 DISCOMPFORT ENDLESSLY HAS PULLED ITSELF UPON ME DISTRACTING REACTING AGAINST MY WILL I STAND BESIDE MY OWN REFLECTION ITS HAUNTING HOW I CANT SEEM TO FIND MYSELF AGAIN MY WALLS ARE CLOSING IN WITHOUT A SENSE OF CONFINDENCE IM CONVINCED THERES JUST TOO MUCH PRESSURE TO TAKE IVE 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 IN BACKGROUND