CREATO : lunedě, 15 aprile 2002 18:43
LINKIN PARK
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
Comsuming, 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
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
Distructing, reacting
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
It's haunting, how I can't seem...
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
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
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Comsuming...
This lack of self-control I fear is never-ending
Controlling...
Confusing what is real