WATSON

I am not sure what road to take
We all have a choice that we need to make
Devil and an angel, telling me to go
I am not sure what road will lead me home

Sometimes can’t image how it feels
Other times can’t help but conceal
It’s the subtle things that change our lives
They hurt at the time but they’re a blessing in disguise

I’m stuck in this place I don’t know how to leave
I’ve had some good times with my fantasies
They hurt all my friends and family on the way
I hope in the end to make it up to them someday

Sometimes can’t image how it feels
Other times can’t help but conceal
It’s the subtle things that change our lives
They hurt at the time but they’re a blessing in disguise

Blinded by pain and quieted by guilt
Feel like you lost your name, identity and will
Never give up without a fight
Just know that in the end, know that you were right

Oh…

Sometimes can’t image how it feels
Other times can’t help but conceal
It’s the subtle things that change our lives
They hurt at the time but they’re a blessing in disguise