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