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Kart düzəltmək üçün ən çox altı misra seç.
Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
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
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
(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
Paylaşmaq üçün sətirləri seç. Ən çox 6 sətir seçə bilərsən. Ox düymələri ilə sətirlər arasında keç, Boşluq ilə seç, Shift və ox düymələri ilə aralıq seç, Esc ilə təmizlə.
