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,
the way that things have been.
Second things, 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,
the master of my sea
Singing my heartache to my brain,
take up my message from the veins,
speaking my lesson from the brain,
seeing the beauty... in the pain.
Pain! You make me a, you make me a believer, believer.
Pain! You take me up, you break me down, believer, believer.
Pain! I let the bullets fly, I let them rain.
My luck, my love, my God, I came from pain.
You make me a, you make me a believer, believer.
Third things, third.
All the prayer to the people up above
all the hate that you have seen has turned your spirit to a dove,
your spirit to a dove.
I was choking in the crowd,
leaving my heart up in the cloud,
falling to ashes on the ground,
hoping to drown
into the pain.
Pain! You make me a, you make me a believer, believer.
Pain! You break me up, you break me down, believer, believer.
Pain makes the bullets fly, I let them rain.
My luck, my love, my God, I came from pain.
You make me a, you make me a believer, believer.
You're the face of the future,
you're the blood in my veins.
You're the face of the future,
you're the blood in my veins.
Pain! You make me a, you make me a believer, believer.
Pain! You break me up, you break me down, believer, believer.
Pain! You let the bullets fly, I let them rain.
My luck, my love, my God, I came from pain.
You make me a, you make me a believer, believer.