These wounds, they will not heal
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
This lack of self control I fear is never ending
(Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
These wounds, they will not heal
Discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
It's haunting how I can't seem.
(Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
These wounds, they will not heal
These wounds, they will not heal
Confusing, confusing what is real
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface