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Wander. Wonder.
The Arcadian Wild Lyrics
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Lost in a labyrinth, left with no way out
I built this house of mirrors all myself
The faces staring back at me look like somebody else
Searching every room, I am not free
To my dismay, I have forgotten how to leave
And everywhere I turn's another wall
Good enough
Never good enough
Perfect, you're my poison
I sip on you to wash down the shame
And though I am hungover in the morning
Facedown in the carpet I feel safe
I am always wondering what you see
So I quietly conceal the dark inside of me
Sins and scars you'll never recognize
'Cause I am the master of maintaining my disguise
Good enough
Never good enough
Perfect, you're my poison
I sip on you to wash down the shame
And though I am hungover in the morning
Facedown in the carpet I feel safe
I think you're overthinking about underachieving
And so you're sinking right down through the floor
The demons, they've been creeping in your head while sleeping
They're always keeping you from feeling more like yourself
Like yourself
Like yourself
Like yourself
Perfect, you're my poison
I sip on you to wash down the shame
And though I am hungover in the morning
Facedown in the carpet I feel safe
Perfect, you're my poison
I sip on you to wash down the shame
And though I am hungover in the morning
Facedown in the carpet I feel safe
The opening lines of The Arcadian Wild's song Wander. Wonder. describe a state of confusion, as the singer wanders through a house that seems to have become a maze. The metaphorical house that she has built of mirrors represents the many personas she has adopted and the confusion that comes with trying to keep all of them straight. Though she is surrounded by images of herself, she feels disconnected from them, as if they are somebody else entirely. Despite her efforts to escape, the walls around her seem to be closing in, and she feels trapped in a never-ending cycle of self-discovery.
The chorus of the song, "Good enough, never good enough," speaks to the singer's feelings of inadequacy. She has constructed an idealized version of herself that she refers to as "perfect." However, this image is only a facade that she uses to hide her flaws from others. In reality, she is consumed by shame and is reliant on her "poison" to escape her sense of worthlessness. The song suggests that this persona has taken on a life of its own and that the singer is unable to escape it.
Overall, The Arcadian Wild's Wander. Wonder. is a poignant examination of the struggle to find oneself amidst a sea of competing personalities. The song's use of metaphorical language and introspective lyrics make it feel like an intensely personal journey, despite the fact that it speaks to universal experiences of doubt and confusion. It encourages listeners to confront their own demons and to be honest with themselves about who they really are.
Line by Line Meaning
Half awake, I wander through this house
I am in a daze, aimlessly moving around my own residence
Lost in a labyrinth, left with no way out
I am feeling trapped without clear guidance to escape
I built this house of mirrors all myself
I have created this environment that reflects distorted images of myself
The faces staring back at me look like somebody else
The reflection of myself in the mirrors do not resemble who I truly am
Searching every room, I am not free
I am examining every nook and cranny in the house, yet still feel constrained
To my dismay, I have forgotten how to leave
Regrettably, I do not remember the way out of this situation
And everywhere I turn's another wall
No matter which direction I take, there is always an obstacle in my way
The doors are locked trust me I know, 'cause I have tried them all
I have attempted every possible option to exit, but they all lead to dead-ends
Good enough
I am content with meeting minimal standards
Never good enough
I always feel like I fall short and never reach my own expectations
Perfect, you're my poison
The idea of being flawless is detrimental to me, like a harmful substance
I sip on you to wash down the shame
I consume the idea of perfection to suppress feelings of inadequacy and guilt
And though I am hungover in the morning
After indulging in the concept of perfection, I feel the negative effects the next day
Facedown in the carpet I feel safe
I feel comforted by being on the ground, avoiding the pressures of living up to standards
I am always wondering what you see
I am constantly curious about how others perceive me
So I quietly conceal the dark inside of me
I keep hidden the negative traits and feelings that I do not want others to see
Sins and scars you'll never recognize
Others will never be aware of the things I perceive as my mistakes and flaws
'Cause I am the master of maintaining my disguise
I am skilled in presenting a façade that hides my true self
I think you're overthinking about underachieving
I believe you are excessively stressing about not meeting your goals
And so you're sinking right down through the floor
As a result, you feel like you are literally falling and losing control
The demons, they've been creeping in your head while sleeping
The negative thoughts and feelings that haunt you all day also affect your sleep
They're always keeping you from feeling more like yourself
These inner demons hinder you from embracing your true identity
Perfect, you're my poison
The idea of perfection is still harmful to me
I sip on you to wash down the shame
I still rely on the idea of perfection to cope with my feelings of shame
And though I am hungover in the morning
Once again, I feel the negative effects the next day
Facedown in the carpet I feel safe
Once again, I find comfort in avoiding the pressures of living up to standards
Writer(s): Lincoln Mick
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