Crawling - Linking Park(capo 4)

Ref.
Crawling in my skin,
these wounds, they will not heal.
Fear is how I fall,
confusing what is real.
1.
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...
Pre.
to find myself again,
my walls are closing in. *
I've felt this way before
so insecure.
Ref.
2.
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...
Pre. - |: Ref. :|