Hay días que son así de raros, pero hay canciones que, a pesar de lo que dicen, me levantan el ánimo y me hacen dar un paso más.
CRAWLING
(LINKIN PARK)
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 cant seem
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
[Without a sense of confidence
I'm convinced that there's just
too much pressure to take]
Ive felt this way before... so insecure
Discomfort endlessly has pulled itself upon me
Distracting... reacting
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
Its haunting
how I cant seem
To find myself again,
My walls are closing in
[Without a sense of confidence
Im convinced that there's just
too much pressure to take]
Ive 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]
Confusing what is real
[This lack of self-control I fear is never ending
Controlling]
Confusing what is real
(LINKIN PARK)
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 cant seem
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
[Without a sense of confidence
I'm convinced that there's just
too much pressure to take]
Ive felt this way before... so insecure
Discomfort endlessly has pulled itself upon me
Distracting... reacting
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
Its haunting
how I cant seem
To find myself again,
My walls are closing in
[Without a sense of confidence
Im convinced that there's just
too much pressure to take]
Ive 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]
Confusing what is real
[This lack of self-control I fear is never ending
Controlling]
Confusing what is real
Agobiada por el trabajo, agobiada por negociaciones con los ex-jefes, agobiada por otras negociaciones casi ya marchitas, con ganas de hacer mil cosas y con poco tiempo, sólo es eso...

