Woorden: Linkin Park. Hybrid Theory. Crawling.

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 surface
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 it'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
(Distracting)
Against my will

I stand beside my own reflection
(My own reflection)
It's haunting, how I can't seem
(Haunting)
To find myself again

My walls are closing in
(Without a sense of confidence
I'm convinced that it'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, confusing what is real

(There's something inside me
That pulls beneath the surface, confusing)
Confusing what is real
(This lack of self control I fear, is never ending, controlling)
Controlling what is real