the great beast

when you're in it, you can't see it clearly
you're trying happiness so you make excuses
for the obvious imperfections
the great beast is not big and menacing
she is small and unimpressive
so you dont expect the insanity
we never saw it coming
and now...
   we all wear her scars

she got into our minds
demanded room in our hearts
when we finally got away
we were never the same
sometimes if you listen close
you can hear her breathing
even all these miles away
i guess evil has a right
to the american way, too
the law protects the guilty, too

we all wear her scars