Linkin Park - Crawling (Live from Athens, 2009)

Hey Turn my mic up louder I got to say something Lightweights stepping aside When we came in Feel it in your chest The syllables get pumping People on the street They panic and start running Words on loose leaf Sheet complete coming I jump on my mind I summon the rhyme I'm dumping Healing the blind I promise to let the sun in Sick of the days ways We march to the drumming Jump when they tell us That they want to see jumping Fuck that, I want to see some fist pumping Risk something Take back what's yours Say something that you know They might attack you for 'Cause I'm sick of being treated Like I had before Like it's stupid standing for What I'm standing for Like this war is really just A different brand of war Like it doesn't cater the rich And abandon poor Like they understand you In the back of the jet When you can't put gas in your tank These fuckers are laughing their way To the bank and cashing their check Asking you to have compassion Have some respect For a leader so nervous In an obvious way Stuttering and mumbling For nightly news to replay And the rest of the world Watching at the end of the day In the living room laughing Like what did he say? Crawling in my skin These wounds they will not heal Fear is how I fall Confusing what is real, oh 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) (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 Discomfort endlessly has pulled itself upon me Distracting Reacting Against my will I'll 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) (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