The New Radicals

Wake up kids We've got the dreamers disease Age fourteen They got you down on your knees So polite We're busy still saying please Frienemies Who when you're down ain't your friend Every night We smash their mercedes-benz First we run And then we laug

I saw your eyes I had to run away I fell too deep in love There were no words to say I just had to get high One look inside And I knew right away I felt too much I did not have the strength I just ran to get high But lover there's something about you