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-О себе
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they woll not real
Fear is how i fall
Confusing what is real
There's something inside me
That pulls beneath the surfaci
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!
These wounds they woll not real
Fear is how i fall
Confusing what is real
There's something inside me
That pulls beneath the surfaci
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!
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