Post-Arcadia

I look away from my very truth See believe my lies believe the compromise Please hold my hand tell me it'll be alright Please be my light be my fire my raging fire I can't leave Leave this place behind me And find my true place see my real face Let this feeling escape me This world holds me Back from my real love Away from my own fire from my own fire Let me go I'm weighed back by a chain I made myself This room so empty I told everyone to leave Your face is haunting me your voice your very being- Please just let me free; this little is too much for me I can't see This mirror I can't see through Who? Who am I meant to be Which of these paths is meant for me What is passion Where did that feeling go What-what do you mean to me What do I mean to me Where did it go Where did it go?