Crawlingin 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. [Chester Bennington (Mike Shinoda):] ^{Crawling Crawling in my skinThese wounds, they will not healFear is how I fallConfusing what is realThere's something inside me that pulls beneath the surfaceConsuming, confusingThis lack of self control I fear is neverendingControlling, I can't seemTo find myself againMy walls are closing inWithout a sense of confidenceI'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to takeI've felt this way before, so insecureCrawling in my skinThese wounds, they will not healFear is how I fallConfusing what is realDiscomfort endlessly has pulled itself upon meDistracting, reactingAgainst my will I stand beside my own reflectionIt's haunting, how I can't seemTo find myself againMy walls are closing inWithout a sense of confidenceI'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to takeI've felt this way before, so insecureCrawling in my skinThese wounds, they will not healFear is how I fallConfusing what is realCrawling in my skinThese wounds, they will not healFear is how I fallConfusing, confusing what is realThere's something inside me that pulls beneath the surfaceConsumingConfusing what is realThis lack of self control I fear is neverendingControllingConfusing what is real Rastejando Rastejando dentro da minha peleEssas feridas, elas não irão se curarO medo é o que me derrubaConfundindo o que é realHá algo dentro de mim que puxa abaixo da superfícieConsumindo, confundindoTemo que esta falta de auto-controle nunca acabeControlando, parece que não consigoMe encontrar de novoMinhas paredes estão se fechandoSem um senso de confiançaEstou convencido de que há pressão demais para aguentarEu já me senti desse jeito antes, tão inseguroRastejando dentro da minha peleEssas feridas, elas não irão se curarO medo é o que me derrubaConfundindo o que é realO desconforto se depositou em mim eternamenteDistraindo, reagindoContra minha vontade, fico ao lado do meu próprio reflexoÉ assustador como parece que não consigoMe encontrar de novoMinhas paredes estão se fechandoSem um senso de confiançaEstou convencido de que há pressão demais para aguentarEu já me senti desse jeito antes, tão inseguroRastejando dentro da minha peleEssas feridas, elas não irão se curarO medo é o que me derrubaConfundindo o que é realRastejando dentro da minha peleEssas feridas, elas não irão se curarO medo é o que me derrubaConfundindo, confundindo o que é realHá algo dentro de mim que puxa abaixo da superfícieConsumindoConfundindo o que é realTemo que esta falta de auto-controle nunca acabeControlandoConfundindo o que é real Penulis lirik lagu Crawling adalah Chester Bennington, Robert Bourdon, Brad Delson, Mike Shinoda, dan Joseph Hahn. Lagu ini rilis pada tahun 2001. Sedangkan interpretasi pemaknaan pada lirik lagu ini berasal dari pendapat pribadi penulis blog. Linkin Park ~ Crawling (Official Video)} Crawling in my skinThese wounds, they will not healFear is how I fallConfusing what is realThere's something inside me that pulls beneath the surfaceConsuming, confusingThis lack of self control I fear is neverendingControlling, I can't seemTo find myself againMy walls are closing inWithout a sense of confidenceI'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to takeI've felt this way before, so insecureCrawling in my skinThese wounds, they will not healFear is how I fallConfusing what is realDiscomfort endlessly has pulled itself upon meDistracting, reactingAgainst my will I stand beside my own reflectionIt's haunting, how I can't seemTo find myself againMy walls are closing inWithout a sense of confidenceI'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to takeI've felt this way before, so insecureCrawling in my skinThese wounds, they will not healFear is how I fallConfusing what is realCrawling in my skinThese wounds, they will not healFear is how I fallConfusing, confusing what is realThere's something inside me that pulls beneath the surfaceConsumingConfusing what is realThis lack of self control I fear is neverendingControllingConfusing what is real EEvLEg.