\n'; document.write(barra); } } changePage();
Krwlng
Crawling in my skin Without a sense of confidence... Consuming / Confusing Crawling in my skin Without a sense of confidence and I’m conviced That’s there’s just too much preassure 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 what 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 close in [Without a sense of confidence and I’m conviced That’s there’s just too much preassure 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 one reflection It’s haunting how I can’t seem...
To find myself again My walls are close in [Without a sense of confidence and I’m conviced That’s there’s just too much preassure to take] I’ve felt this way before So insecure
Without a sense of confidence... Without a sense of confidence... [Without a sense of confidence and I’m conviced That’s there’s just too much preassure to take] Without a sense of confidence... Without a sense of confidence... [Without a sense of confidence and I’m conviced That’s there’s just too much preassure to take]
To find myself again My walls are close in [Without a sense of confidence and I’m conviced That’s there’s just too much preassure 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