First things first, I must say all the worst is on my headI'm fired up and tired of the way that things have been, ohThe way that things have been, ohI was broken from a young age, taking my sulking to the massesWriting my poems for the few that looked at me, took to me, shook to meFeeling me swinging from heartache, from the painTaking my message from the veins, speaking my lesson from the brainSeeing the beauty through thePain, you made me a, you made me a believer, believerPain, you break me down, you build me up, believer, believerPainBullets fly and let them rainMy luck, my love, my drive, it came fromPain, you made me a, you made me a believer, believerLast things last, by the grace of the fire and the flamesYou're the face of the future, the blood in my veins, ohThe blood in my veins, ohPainYou made me a, you made me a believer, believerPain, you break me down, you build me up, believer, believerPainI let them bullets fly and let them rainMy luck, my love, my drive, it came fromPainYou made me a, you made me a believer, believerPain, you make me a believer, believer, believerPain, you made me a, you made me a believer, believer