Chris Roth crawling acoustic

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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
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
And 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
There's something inside me
That pulls beneath the surface
Consuming
Confusing what is real
This lack of self control I fear is never ending
Controlling
Confusing what is real

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