First things first
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I’ma say all the words inside my head
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I’m fired up and tired of the way that things have been, oh ooh
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The way that things have been, oh ooh
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Second thing
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Second, don’t you tell me what you think that I can be
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I’m the one at the sail, I’m the master of my sea, oh ooh
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The master of my sea, oh ooh
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I was broken from a young age
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Taking my soul into the masses
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Write down my poems for the few
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That looked at me took to me, shook to me, feeling me Singing from heart ache from the pain
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Take up my message from the veins
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Speaking my lesson from the brain
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Seeing the beauty through the
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You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
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(Pain, pain)
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You break me down, you build me up, believer, believer
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(Pain)
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I let the bullets fly, oh let them rain
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My luck, my love, my God, they came from
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(Pain)
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You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
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Third things third
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Send a prayer to the ones up above
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All the hate that you’ve heard has turned your spirit to a dove, oh ooh
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Your spirit up above, oh ooh
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I was choking in the crowd
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Living my brain up in the cloud
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Falling like ashes to the ground
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Hoping my feelings, they would drown
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But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing
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Inhibited, limited
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Till it broke up and it rained down
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It rained down, like
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(Pain)
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You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
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(Pain, pain)
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You break me down, you built me up, believer, believer
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(Pain)
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I let the bullets fly, oh let them rain
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My luck, my love, my God, they came from
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(Pain)
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You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
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Last things last
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By the grace of the fire and the flames
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You’re the face of the future, the blood in my veins, oh ooh
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The blood in my veins, oh ooh
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But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing
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Inhibited, limited
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Till it broke up and it rained down
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It rained down, like
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(Pain)
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You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
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(Pain, pain)
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You break me down, you built me up, believer, believer
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(Pain)
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I let the bullets fly, oh let them rain
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My luck, my love, my God, they came from
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(Pain)
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You made me a, you made me a believer, believer |