Howling at the moon
I think is what I was doing
It wasn't too soon
I was losing control.

Cause really I'm an animal
Whether it be a dog or a cat
I'm wild and unpredictable
It's in my true nature.

I usually repress it all
And keep it locked inside
But that night I began to call
To who I really am.

Yipping, yowling
Growling, barking
Purring, howling.

That is true to myself
This wild beast inside
It's something I can't help
And I won't hide it away.

Besides, sounds are so much more appealing
For moments when you lose yourself
Words just aren't as revealing
To what you are feeling.

Yip, yip.