Crawling

Linkin Park

Score: 157
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Played: 1883

Album:

Hybrid Theory

Released: 26 Nov 2009

Genres:

Alternative
Alternative rock
Rock
Metal
Nu metal

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Featured by:

dogup2

Wiki:

"Crawling" is a song by the band Linkin Park. It is the fifth track from their debut album Hybrid Theory (2000). It was released in 2001 as their second single and won a Grammy for Best Hard Rock Performance in 2002. A demo version of the song recorded during the production of Hybrid Theory features an interlude of Mike rapping before the last chorus.

Lyrics:

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[Chorus: Chester Bennington] Crawling in my skin These wounds, they will not heal Fear is how I fall Confusing what is real [Verse 1: Chester Bennington] 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 [Pre-Chorus: Chester Bennington & Mike Shinoda] To find myself again, my walls are closing in Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take I've felt this way before, so insecure [Chorus: Chester Bennington] Crawling in my skin These wounds, they will not heal Fear is how I fall Confusing what is real [Verse 2: Chester Bennington] 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 [Pre-Chorus: Chester Bennington & Mike Shinoda] To find myself again, my walls are closing in Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take I've felt this way before, so insecure [Chorus: Chester Bennington] 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 [Outro: Chester Bennington & Mike Shinoda] (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