There's somthing 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 felt this way before...
So insecure..
Auteur: Linkin Park