"The Beast" lyrics

"The Beast"

I woke up in a pouring sweat
I'm feeling like I have nothing left
My heart says fight but my mind's beat to death
I'm in that dark space taking shallow breaths
I thought I could get a grip — no chance
My hands are slippery cold, I take a glance
At the man in the mirror — who's that?
I can't stand the sight, I'm frightened, I move back
I'm on the floor, I'm awaiting the attack
My mind's baiting me, I'm never getting back
To what I call home, no vacancy, I'm trapped
This is home now and shamefully I can't fight back

It's taking hold
Taking control
I'm in the belly of a beast that I can't tame
It grips me, mind and soul
Take hold
Gain control
I'm in the belly of a beast that I can't tame
Is there hope?

I can't think, I feel trapped
Can't speak, feel weak, I want to fight back
As I sink deeper will I come back?
That's what I ask myself, I want my life back
This fear grips and steers my logic
There's trickles of hope here but can they stop it?
It's dark and cold in here, there's a voice telling me
The light's near, but I can't see clear

It's taking hold
Taking control
I'm in the belly of a beast that I can't tame
It grips me, mind and soul
Take hold
Gain control
I'm in the belly of a beast that I can't tame
Just let me go

Grab a hold, grab a tight grip
It's your life, grab it like a vice grip
The physical can't dim the soul's light
So fight!

Kill this fucking beast!


Thanks to Nightsbloo for correcting these lyrics.
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