Crawling in my skin,
These wounds they will not heal,
Fear is how I fall,
Confusing what is real
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,
I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before,
So insecure
Crawling in my skin,
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...
Crawling in my skin,
These wounds they will not heal,
Fear is how I fall,
Confusing what is real...
Crawling in my skin,
These wounds they will not heal,
Fear is how I fall,
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 real...
O vôo até a Lua não é tão longo. As distâncias maiores que devemos percorrer estão dentro de nós mesmos. Vencer não é competir com o outro. É derrotar os seus inimigos interiores. É a própria realização do ser.
segunda-feira, 25 de agosto de 2008
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