First things first, I must say all the worst is on my head
I'm fired up and tired of the way that things have been, oh
The way that things have been, oh
I was broken from a young age, taking my sulking to the masses
Writing my poems for the few that looked at me, took to me, shook to me
Feeling me swinging from heartache, from the pain
Taking 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

Bullets fly and let them rain
My luck, my love, my drive, it 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
The blood in my veins, oh
Pain
You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
Pain, you break me down, you build me up, believer, believer
Pain
I let them bullets fly and let them rain
My luck, my love, my drive, it came from
Pain
You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
Pain, you make me a believer, believer, believer
Pain, you made me a, you made me a believer, believer