( LINKIN PARK )

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 my find my self angain

My walls are close in

[Without a sense of confidence and I'm conviced

That's there's just too much preassure 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 it self upon me

Distracting, Reacting

Against my will I stand beside my one reflection

It's haunting how I can't seem...

To my find my self angain

My walls are close in

[Without a sense of confidence and I'm conviced

That's there's just too much preassure 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

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 what is real]

This lack os self-control I fear is never-ending

Controlling

[Confusing what is real]