Song's And Poem's

believer

First thing's first

I'm 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 thing's have been ,

Oh-ooh

Second thing second

Don't you tell me

what you think I can be

I'm the one at the sail ,

I'm the master of my sea ,

Oh - ooh

I was broken from a young age

Taking my soul into the masses

Write down my poems

For the few that looked at me

Took to me ,

Shook to me ,

Feeling me singing from heart

Ache from the pain

Take up my massage

From the veins

Speaking my lesson

From the brain

Setting the beauty through

the . . . Pain!

You made me a believer ,

Believer pain!

You break me down ,

You build me up ,

Believer , believer pain!

I let the bullets fly ,

Oh let them rain

My luck ,

My love ,

My God ,

They for 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