There Was A Kid, part. 3

Cries, cries

There was a kid who lost all direction
He was driving round in circles but he didn't have a vision
He was burning up the highway while chasing down his demons
He was burning up his friendships while looking for the end

There was a kid who was simply getting older
Fire in his heart had also grown a little colder
What used to be his love now turned into work
He had a devil on his shoulder that was causing so much hurt

There was a kid who lived an isolated nature
He used to have a hope, the hope to be creative
He blew off all his hate and forgot about his worth
He had to learn to only love himself and in the end it hurt

He had to learn to only love himself and in the end it hurt
He had to learn to only love himself and in the end it hurt
He had to learn to only love himself and in the end it hurt
He had to learn to only love himself and in the end it hurt