بهرام رپر ایرانیم یه تیکه داره که میگه من حرف میزم،تو خفه شو گوش کن

Something has been taken from deep inside of me
The secret I've kept locked away no one can ever see
Wounds so deep they never show they never go away
Like moving pictures in my head for years and years they've played

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 sur[!]
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, confusing what is real
(There's something inside me that pulls beneath the sur[!])
Consuming, confusing what is real
(This lack of self-control I fear is never ending)
Controlling, confusing what is real.

The Hardest Part of Ending is Starting Again

Shut up when I'm talking to you
Shut up, shut up, shut up
Shut up when I'm talking to you
Shut up, shut up, shut up
I’m about to break
\m/

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