Crawling chords

F# _ _ _ _ C#m _ _ _ _ .
_ I'm not the one _ _ you're looking for.
_ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ I'm not the one you're looking for.
I'm not _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
the one you're looking for.
_ _ _ _ _ C# _ .
Crawling in A my skin, E these wounds, they will B not heal.
C# _ .
Fear is how A I fall.
_ E Your music world B is real.
G# _ C# _ .
_ _ _ G#m _ _ C#m _ _ _ .
_ _ _ B _ _ C#m _ _ .
There's something inside me A that pulls beneath the G#m surface.
_ .
_ Consuming, _ _ infusing.
C#m.
This lack of self-control I fear is never-ending.
E _ .
_ Controlling, G#m I can't F#m.
seem E to find myself again.
My walls are C#m closing in.
Not a sense of confidence, I'm convinced that C# there's just too much F#m pressure to take.
E I've felt this way before, C# so insecure.
_ _ _ E _ _ C# _ _ _ .
_ _ _ A _ _ _ E These wounds, they will B _ _ _ _ C#.
be healed.
_ A _ _ _ _ E _ .
_ _ _ B _ _ _ G#m _ .
This comfort and mercy has A pulled itself upon G#m me.
_ _ Distracting, _ reacting.
_ .
Against my will, I A stand beside my own reflection.
E _ .
It's G#m haunting how I can't A.
seem C#m to find E myself again.
My walls are C# closing in.
Not a sense of G#m confidence, C#m I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take.
I've felt this G#m way before, so C#m insecure.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
E _ _ _ C# _ _ _ _ A _ .
_ _ E These wounds, _ _ B _ .
_ _ _ C# they will be healed.
_ A _ .
_ _ _ E _ Confusing, _ B _ .
_ _ _ C# _ _ _ _ A _ .
_ _ E infusing.
These _ _ _ B _ .
_ _ _ C# _ wounds, they will _ A _ .
_ _ E be healed.
Confusing, _ B _ .
infusing.
C# This lack of self-control A I fear is never-ending.
_ _ E _ _ _ _ B _ .
Confusing, C# _ _ infusing.
Confusing, A infusing.
_ _ E _ I'm so B.
confused.
These wounds, they will be healed.
_ G# _ _ N _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .