Words Are Torture Tools

There's something inside
You see, those are claw marks
You better watch out
'Cause it's on the hunt
You are the prey it ought to prowl
Time to run and hide

It is leaking rage
Spilling banter through it's mouth
My own worst mistake

Please cover your ears
Disregard anything it says
Words are torture tools
The urge of confrontation
It's tongue is like a shovel
Ready to dig it's grave

Who am I to fool?
You realize the truth by now
The monster is me
It was me all along