Try - Vision
I know a kid who is out of control
Took too many *** and it stole his soul
Sitting on the porch watching
Days and years fly by
Something needs to change
But he won't even try
He won't even try
As he sits and lets his body rot
I want to teach him things
That I've been taught
Judging by the pale color of his skin
It may be too late for this to sink in no
Srect no
Srect no
Srect no
It doesn't matter what he has done
It doesn't matter what is said
I'll always be his friend
Even when he is dead
I know a kid who is out of control
Took too many ***
And it stole his soul
Sitting on the porch watching
Days and years fly by
Something needs to change
But he won't even try
Won't try
Won't try
He won't even try
