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 and I´m convinced that there´s just too much pressure to take)
I´ve felt this way before
So insecure

[Chester Bennington:]
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
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
(Without a sense of confidence and I´m convinced that there´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

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 consuming
Confusing what is real
This lack of self-control I fear is never ending controlling
Confusing what is real