Crawling in my skinCrawling in my skinWithout a sense of confidence,
confidence, confidence...Consuming, confusingCrawling my skinWithout
a sense of confidence and i'm convinced that theres just too much pressure to
takeTheres something inside me that pulls beneath the surfaceI'm
crawling in my skin(Crawling in my skin)These wounds they will not
heal(These wounds they will not heal)Fear is how I fall(Fear is how
I fall)Confusing, confusing what is realConfusing what is
real...Theres something inside me that pulls beneath the
surfaceConsuming, confusingThis lack of self-control I fear is never
endingControlling, I cant seemTo find myself againMy walls are
closing in(Without a sence of confidence, and i'm confinced that theres just
too much pressure to take)I've felt his way before, so
insecure...Crawling in my skinThese wounds, they will not
healFear is how I fallConfusing what is realDiscomfort endlesly
as pulled itself upon meDistracting, reactingAgainst my will I stand
beside my own reflectionIts haunting how I cant seemTo find myself
againMy walls are closing in(Without a sence of confidence, and i'm
convinced that theres just too much pressure to take)I've felt this way
before, so insecure...Without a sence of confidence,
confidence...Without a sence of confidence, confidence...Without a sence
of confidence, and i'm convinced that theres just too much pressure to
takeWithout a sence of confidence, confidence...Without a sence of
confidence, confidence...Without a sence of confidence, and i'm convinced
that theres just too much pressure to takeTo find myself again, my walls are
closing in(Without a sence of confidence, and i'm convinced that theres just
too much pressure to take)I've felt this way before, so
insecure...Crawling in my skinThese wounds, they will not
healFear is how I fallConfusing what is realCrawling in my
skinThese wounds, they will not healFear is how I fallConfusing,
confusing what is real