Testo Krwlng

Crawling in my skin...

(Crawling in my skin...)
Without a sense of confidence (confidence, confidence...)
Consuming, confusing
(Crawling in my skin...)
Without a sense of confidence (I’m convinced that there’s just too much pressure to take)
There’s something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
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 real
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 that 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 that there’s just too much pressure to take)
I’ve felt this way before, so insecure

Without a sense of confidence...
I’m convinced that there’s just too much pressure to take...
Without a sense of confidence...
I’m convinced that there’s just too much pressure to take...
Without a sense of confidence...
I’m convinced that there’s just too much pressure to take...

To find 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’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