Under My Skin

Skillet's "Under My Skin" turns the language of obsession into a confession of faith. The singer describes a presence so near it becomes physical — something scratching at the surface, buried beneath the skin rather than observed from a distance. Fear dissipates, the soul wakes up, and the ache is calmed by a love the lyrics call "sweet serenity," an addiction the writer doesn't want to break. The bridge pushes the image further with a run of anxious questions: could I be lost, could I disappear, would you find me here, could I rest in the shadow of your face? Each question is answered by the chorus returning like a pulse — when I hurt, when I bleed, you're holding me. The song doesn't argue for God's nearness so much as describe what it feels like from inside it: clinging, craving, being carried away. Even the title image stays deliberately unsettling, a scratching rather than a gentle touch, which keeps the devotion from turning sentimental.