Growing strong, the voice of my father said "don't give it up, don't be forgotten"
This hell on earth, I just want to run away
They told dreams don't grow from here. Stay alone, count your fears
Somewhere down the line I might figure it out
Singing all my songs to bedroom mirrors
Deep inside my heart I am still here.
We're always running away and we don't even stop to think about it
The worlds in our hands
They don't need to understand.
We do it our own way, no matter what they try to say about about it.
We've got our own plans
They don't need to understand
What made me tough almost killed me..at least that's how I remember the story.
Over the years I've forgotten how it was
But I survived and I won't walk down the same old road that they all followed
It only leads to a life not meant for me
We're always running away and we don't even stop to think about it
The worlds in our hands
They don't need to understand.
We do it our own way, no matter what they try to say about about it.
The worlds in our hands
And They don't need to understand
Streets of my hometown seem strange now.
They feel like a distant memory.
I'm always fighting' cause I know you're trying' but you can never take this dream from me.
We're always running away and we don't even stop to think about it
The worlds in our hands
They don't need to understand.
We do it our own way, no matter what they try to say about about it.
The worlds in our hands
And They don't need to understand."
~Andy Black~
"They Don't Need to Understand"
