First things first, I'ma say all |
the words inside my head |
I'm fired up and tired of the |
way that things have been, oh-ooh |
The way that things have been, |
oh-ooh-ooh |
Second thing second, don't you |
tell me what you think |
that I can be |
I'm the one at the sail, |
I'm the master of my sea, oh-ooh |
The master of my sea, oh-ooh-ooh |
I was broken from a young age, |
taking my sulking to the masses |
Write down my poems for the few, |
that looked at me, took to me, |
shook to me, feeling me |
Singing from heartache, |
From the pain, take up my message |
from the veins |
Speaking my lesson from the brain, |
seeing the beauty through the |
Pain! |
You made me a, you made me a |
believer, believer |
Pain! |
You break me down, you build me |
up, believer, believer |
Pain! |
Oh, let the bullets fly, oh, |
let them rain |
My life, my love, my drive, |
they came from |
Pain! |
You made me a, you made me |
a believer, believer |
Third things third, send a |
prayer to the ones up above |
All the hate that you've heard has |
turned your spirit to a dove, |
Oh-ooh |
Your spirit up above, oh-ooh-ooh |
I was choking in the crowd, |
building my rain up in the cloud |
Falling like ashes to the ground, |
hoping my feelings, they would |
Drown |
But they never did, ever lived, |
Ebbing and |
flowing, inhibited, limited |
Till it broke up and it rained |
down, it rained down, like |
Pain! |
You made me a, you made me a |
Believer, believer |
Pain! |
You break me down, you build me |
up, believer, believer |
Pain! |
Oh, let the bullets fly, oh, |
Let them rain |
My life, my love, my drive, |
They came from |
Pain! |
You made me a, you made me a |
believer, believer |
Last things last, by the grace |
of the fire and the flames |
You're the face of the future, |
the blood in my veins, oh-ooh |
The blood in my veins, oh-ooh-ooh |
But they never did, ever lived, |
ebbing and flowing, inhibited, |
limited |
Till it broke up and it rained |
down, it rained down, like |
Pain! |
You made me a, you made me a |
Believer, believer |
Pain! |
You break me down, you build |
me up, believer, believer |
Pain! |
Oh, let the bullets fly, oh, |
Let them rain |
My life, my love, my drive, |
they came from |
Pain! |
You made me a, you made me |
a believer, believer |