But I can feel it crawl underneath my skin. It creeps and it crawls. I've got monsters living under my skin. It's a wilderness of despair up there. Oh what a tangled web they have woven. But they're not getting this soul of mine.
August 11, 2012
Underneath
Something must be wrong. There is nothing wrong. You're okay.
But I can feel it crawl underneath my skin. It creeps and it crawls. I've got monsters living under my skin. It's a wilderness of despair up there. Oh what a tangled web they have woven. But they're not getting this soul of mine.
But I can feel it crawl underneath my skin. It creeps and it crawls. I've got monsters living under my skin. It's a wilderness of despair up there. Oh what a tangled web they have woven. But they're not getting this soul of mine.
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