The Beast

I touch your face \'cause I see panic whoring the unloved
I see you shivering, your eyes afraid, your soul is gone
You\'re out of breath, tick-tock, tick-tock, you\'re almost out of time, yeah, yeah
Because I\'m in that, there\'s a change in you that I have heard
You\'ve kept this secret for so long, you whisper and it burns