Hyde Inside
The Other
I feel the monster rising
From deep inside myself
A part of me repressed from sight
A potion sets it free now
Epitome of lust and hate
For all the world to see but me
Here it is,the monster's out
A freak of culture but still myself
Without a doubt, the monsters out
No need for chemicals anymore
The change occurs at will
My second personality
No morals and limitations
No sense of right or wrong
A menace because of society
Here it is,the monster's out
A freak of culture but still myself
Without a doubt,the monster's out