You want into where I wouldn't go myself
The recesses of inside look like someone else
The thought of letting you see just how far I've given in
Like shrapnel being pulled out of my skin

Pressure's closing in
I'm just as weak as I've always been
I can't let go of the things
I wouldn't let you know
Just wanted to be unseen and left alone
Pressure's closing in
It's getting closer and closer and closer