I don't care about the summer breaks
Don't know much about love
And I don't care about the look of my hair
'Cause I'm not like you
I've been flirting too much with the creeps
This is what I've been told
I took a walk on the wild side of life
'Cause I'm not like you
My TV set gives me tenderness
The cab driver guy is my friend
I look around me and all I can see
Is that I'm not like you
I'm not who you are
And no matter how much
I believe that ain't true
I'm not like you
And all the people that lived on my street
They remind me of who I've become
I can put on a show but I can't win them back
Gotta find a way on my own
But it won't be like home
And sometimes I'm cryin', maybe this is happening too fast
But someone told me "boy you shouldn't worry about the past"
But who would give a damn about the cameras til they're gone
Until then, it's on
Don't tell me it's hard to believe
There's something out there
'Cause no matter how much
I believe that ain't true
I'm not like you
- Nickolas Gene Carter
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