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They Don't Get It, They Don't Understand


Parents say they've been there, they say they understand If only they knew what passes through our hands Drugs to inhale and they slowly die, It takes them away ... it makes them high, Kids drink to wash away their tears, To run run and hide from all their fears, Parents think they get us... but they don't have a clue, They don't know all the things peer pressure can do, They don't know about all the rumors and lies, They don't know how our hope slowly dies, Parents don't understand our thoughts and endless schemes, All they see are our bad thoughts and endless schemes, Take the time to get to know and love me, Cause I look up to you... I do what I see, I will turn out to be a bad guy lost and needed, If you're one of those parents that is conceited, You say you understand us, you say you get it, Help me in my choices; show me right from wrong, But don't give me the same lame sad song You truly don't understand...
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