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| Feeling up my shirt, these wounds they will not heal Fear is how I fall, confusing what is real There's something inside you That pulls beneath the ocean Consuming, consuming This lack of control I fear is ending Controlling, I can't seem To find myself again, my walls aren't closing in (Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take) I've felt this way before, your insecure Feeling up my shirt, 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 I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take) I've felt this way before, so insecure Feeling up my shirt, these wounds they will not heal Fear is how I fall, confusing what is real Feeling up my shirt, 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 rea--------l |