Melissa Etheridge - Place Your Hand

I've an image in my pocket
Of some dark demon
That temptation brought to life
And it chokes all of my breath out
I'm scratching and screaming'Til morning comes to night

Place your hand
My body will decide
Place your hand
My anger will subside

There are fragments of possessions
Shards of past relations
Splintering my skin
A fear so black and hollow
It can suffocate creation
And refuse to let you in