Room Of Mirrors

In a mirrored room
All alone I stand
Strip away the phantom fame
Exposing my sides to see
The good and bad in me

In a mirrored room
All alone I stand
Seeing past the flesh and bone
The shame and the fear I hide
Could I show you what's inside?

Would you criticize, scrutinize
Stigmatize my pain?
Would you summarize, patronize
Classify insane?
So I stand here before you
You might judge
You might just bury me
Or you might set me free

In a mirrored room
Talking to myself
And the voice is pushing back
I'll let you inside my heart
But don't tear it all apart
In a mirrored room
Just a simple man
Naked, broken, beat and scarred
What do I mean? Oh
That fear of letting go

Would you criticize, scrutinize
Analyze my pain?
Would you summarize, patronize
Classify insane?
So I stand here before you
You might judge
You might just bury me
Or you might set me
Or you might set me free

Would you criticize, scrutinize
Ostracize my pain?
Would you summarize, patronize
Classify insane?
So I stand here before you
You might judge
You might just bury me
Or you might set me
Oh, please, won't you set me free? Yeah, yeah