Awful
The awful part of me
Though quiet in the day,
Creeps up on me and mentions things
That I would never say.
And though it is a part of me,
And though I know it's name,
It cannot control me,
And it cannot go astray.
Though quiet in the day,
Creeps up on me and mentions things
That I would never say.
And though it is a part of me,
And though I know it's name,
It cannot control me,
And it cannot go astray.