River of mist blinding all my head
Like a headband
Sealing my rememberance
Don't ya fear this, its the way of things
A memory that dies is a memory that's lived
The only way to die is to hyde your inner child
Fuck the gangs fuck the clans
You're the only one who can build your own path
Everyone fear the dark
But the light is the one that's letting you blind
Don't say boy, stop calling me boy
Put em' in a motherfucking wine glass boy
Boasting bullshit like a fucking rug rat boy
You treat em' like a bitch cos' you are one boy
