When I look at all the books on my shelf I question the state of my mental health Could any of these people reach me Could any of theses symbols teach me Heal me, oh, reveal me When I look at all the clothing in my drawer I question my state, who am I dressing for Could any of these faces find me Could any of places remind me Heal me, oh, reveal me When I look at all the numbers in my phone I question my state of being alone Could any of these numbers be me Could any of these voices free me Heal me, oh, reveal me