Under My Skin کے بول

Where shall I begin It's hard to explain, what makes a person anxious Eyes, all under my skin Analyse before their Diagnosis Take a seat tell us when it started Clear your thoughts Time for mind, probing Suddenly first the rush Pressure in my brain Molecules explode, like drops of rain Blinded I can't see, their reality Trapped in my hell, will I ever break this spell My blood, boils under my skin Nervously, scratching the first reaction How, how shall it end It's driving me, totally 'round the bend Mystified by their own conclusions Given time they'll start, mind probing They keep probing your mind