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