T.H.I.N.K.
Something that I learned today
People don't think the way I do
And they might look at me rare
With all the torment I put them through
People don't think like me
I really don't care about some things
The way that they do
They only think about 'em 'cause someone else says to
People don't think like me
And I won't ask 'em to
Thinking about things they hate
Seventeen drivers in a row
None of them know anything
I look out on the street below
P.I.E.N.S.A.
Algo que aprendí hoy
La gente no piensa como yo
Y pueden mirarme raro
Con todo el tormento que les hago pasar
La gente no piensa como yo
Realmente no me importa algunas cosas
La forma en que ellos lo hacen
Solo piensan en ellas porque alguien más lo dice
La gente no piensa como yo
Y no se lo pediré
Pensando en cosas que odian
Diecisiete conductores seguidos
Ninguno de ellos sabe nada
Miro hacia la calle abajo