Turn my mic up louder, I got to say something
Lightweights steppin' aside when [bad word] in

Feel it in your chest, the syllables get pumping
People on the street, they panic and [bad word] 
Words on loose leaf [bad word] 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 dark ways we march to the [bad word] 
Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping [bad word] that, I wanna see some fists 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's really just a different brand of war
Like it doesn't cater to rich and abandon poor

Like they understand you, in the back of their jet
When you can't put gas in your tank, these [bad word] 
Are laughing their way to the bank, and cashing their check
Asking you to [bad word] and 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 their 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

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

[Bridge:]
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
(without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
So insecure
 [bad word] 
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
 [bad word] 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...

[Bridge:]
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
(without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
So insecure
 [bad word] 
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
 [bad word] 
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real