Text: Descendents. Like The Way I Know.

When I walk down the street people can't resist to stare
I don't exist and I'm not really there
Tired and sick I wanna get outta here
'Cause the people round here don't like the way I know

They don't like the way I know

Like the way I know
Like the way I know
Like the way I know
Like the way I know
Like the way I know

Getting scared I wanna get outta here
'Cause people round here don't like the way I know


They don't like the way I know

Like the way I know
Like the way I know
Like the way I know
Like the way I know
Like the way I know
Like the way I know