Cryptic Wisdom - If You Knew Lyrics
It was 1990 something, I was in grade schoolThe kids made it very clear that I ain't coolI hated it just waking up and getting readyPraying somehow I wouldn't make the bus manMy family wasn't rich I couldn't rock those new kicksLike the other kidsMy grandmother liked to comb my hair a lotAnd me I loved her so I let herWouldn't dare to stopIf it wasn't the comb over it was high water slackAn easy target honorable from front to backBut damn, my parents wanted me to beSomebody other than myselfBut I was meI never was accepted, was beat up on the regularInsulted and neglectedYou ever had to pass a crowd with your eyes down?Looking at the ground cause you know they don't want you aroundBut I had to walk to class andI was lucky if somebody didn't call me fagOr knock my papers to the floor as I was passingBut if it was you I bet you wouldn't have been laughingFew knew what you do to them in silentThe things that we contemplate at nightMaybe you'd be a little nicerIf it was you with the scars, would never fadeThat be eating you aliveMaybe you'd be a little nicerI've seen the victim turn guiltyBecome the bullet because your self-esteem is filthyBut two wrongs never make a rightI know it's cliché but it's true so take adviceThis is a vicious cycle you are to blame if youEver seen it happen but you turned around in shameSo many people witness the evil but they do nothing about itSit around looking peacefulThis is a chance to be somebody newReport a bully if you know one if he bothers youCause if you don't the hate is freeTo pick another who was you to letYourself nor somebody close to you sufferThis ain't the way that it's supposed to beI'd like to think that if somebody was approaching meI wouldn't have to be alert in fear of getting hurtBut if it was you I bet you nobody would see a smirkFew knew what you do to them in silentThe things that we contemplate at nightMaybe you'd be a little nicerIf it was you with the scars, would never fadeThat be eating you aliveMaybe you'd be a little nicerI've seen a victim turn guiltyI've seen a victim turn guiltyI've seen a victim become the bullyI've seen a victim become the bullyBut if it was you I bet you wouldn't have been laughing guiltyBecome the bullyBut if it was you I bet you wouldn't have been laughing guiltyBecome the bullyThe things that we contemplate at nightThe things that we contemplate at nightFew knew what you do to them in silentThe things that we contemplate at nightMaybe you'd be a little nicerIf it was you with the scars, would never fadeThat be eating you aliveMaybe you'd be a little nicerFew knew what you do to them in silentThe things that we contemplate at nightMaybe you'd be a little nicerIf it was you with the scars, would never fadeThat be eating you aliveMaybe you'd be a little nicer
