[Riff Padrão][Primeira Parte]First things firstI'ma say all the words inside my headI'm fired up and tired of the wayThat things have been, oh-oohThe way that things have been, oh-oohSecond thing secondDon't you tell me what youThink that I can beI'm the one at the sailI'm the master of my sea, oh-oohThe master of my sea, oh-ooh[Pré-Refrão]I was broken from a young ageTaking my sulking to the massesWrite down my poems for the fewThat looked at me took to meShook to me, feeling meSinging from heartache from the painTake up my message from the veinsSpeaking my lesson from the brainSeeing the beauty through the[Refrão]PainYou made me a, you made me a believerBelieverPainYou break me down, you build me up[Próxima Parte]Believer, believerPainI let the bullets fly, oh let them rainMy life, my love, my drive, it came fromPainYou made me a, you made me a believer[Próxima Parte]Believer[Segunda Parte]Third things thirdSend a prayer to the ones up aboveAll the hate that you've heard hasTurned your spirit to a dove, oh-oohYour spirit up above, oh-ooh[Pré-Refrão]I was choking in the crowdBuilding my rain up in the cloudFalling like ashes to the groundHoping my feelings, they would drownBut they never did, ever livedEbbing and flowing, inhibited, limitedTill it broke up and it rained downIt rained down, like[Refrão][Próxima Parte]Believer[Terceira Parte]Last things lastBy the grace of the fire and the flamesYou're the face of the futureThe blood in my veins, oh-oohThe blood in my veins, oh-ooh[Pré-Refrão]
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[Riff Padrão]
[Primeira Parte]
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
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
[Pré-Refrão]
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
[Refrão]
Pain
You made me a, you made me a believer
Believer
Pain
You break me down, you build me up
[Próxima Parte]
Believer, believer
Pain
I let the bullets fly, oh let them rain
My life, my love, my drive, it came from
Pain
You made me a, you made me a believer
[Próxima Parte]
Believer
[Segunda Parte]
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
[Pré-Refrão]
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
[Refrão]
[Próxima Parte]
Believer
[Terceira Parte]
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
[Pré-Refrão]
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