everyone clears from the room but i seem to maintain posture is this a street sign ahead of me or a road to show the way cause i ve learned to live with failure and it painted such a picture that i can not speak at all and may you find someone who compels you and with these hands i can not repel you this is such an amazing sight to see you again that white picket face yeah i ve seen what lies you hid i know what is kept at bay may you find someone who compels you how can i find what s inside you tonight oh god 