Krypa
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
without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take, I've felt this way before, so insecure.
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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
without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take, I've felt this way before, so insecure.
Söndagens lyric: för känslan för sången för videon och för texten.
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