Crawling
Linkin Park
Hybrid Theory (2000)

Crawling in my skin
Consuming all I feel
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 and I’m convinced
that it’s too much pressure to take]
I’ve felt this way before
So insecure
Discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me
Distracting / reacting
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
It’s haunting how I can’t seem...