Why do I love life
But hate my self
Why do I love
When I break those who try
I've come to my room
So I can think on what to do
But all I can do is stare back at the monster I see in the mirror
I try to think positive like I tell my friends, but why do try if I just fail every time
So I just lay down and think of the man on the river
Little boat
Taking soul
To the next life
I wonder about the river man and his curse called blessing
He has them pay so they may have safe voyage to the next life
But the river man can't do that
He can't die, but he can't age
I wonder how long its been it has been since he's seen his family
Oh how I wonder about the river man and his curse called blessing
I wonder how he got trapped in his boat on the river styx
I guess I'll ask him when my time comes....
Oh river man how I wonder about his curse called blessing...