Crawling

There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface Consuming Confusing This lack of self control I fear is never ending It's haunting, now 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 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 Confusing what is real