The secret side of me, I never let you m

see, I keep it caged but I can't control

it. So stay away from me, the beast is

ugly, I feel the rage and I just can't hold

it. There's scratching on the walls, in

the closet, in the halls, it comes awake

and I can't control it. Hiding under the

bed, in my body, in my head. Why

won't somebody save me from this... I

feel it deep within, it's just beneath the

skin, I must confess that I feel like a-

Artist- Skillet - Awake

Type- I don't know...