Lyrics

What could I do?
Was it wrong or right, right or wrong
Wanting to forget
And some need to understand

I’m a boy to man

Always second guessing
All the actions when the words speak differently
Listening to my mother
That’s the way he is and the way he always will be

Just a boy to man

Beholden to the wanting
Caught between the shape of who I am
And the true colours

Of a boy to man

Feels as if I’m haunted
The voice grows within me now
Screaming in anger

Like a boy to man

All I could be
All that I am
Haunted by ghosts, tortured with memories

A boy to man