Believer sing and play along

First ond things first:

ond: I'ma say me all the words inside my head.

I'm the fired up and tired of the way that things have been,

oh, ooh, the way that things have been,

oh, ooh.

First ond things first:

ond: I'ma say me what you think that I can be.

I'm the one at the sail,

I'm the master of my sea,

oh, ooh, the master of my sea,

oh, ooh.

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 singing 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! Oh, let the bullets fly,

oh, let them rain.

My life, my love, my drive,

they came from...

Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer,

believer. Third things third:

send a prayer to the ones re up above.

All the hate that you've heard has turned your spirit to a dove,

oh, ooh, your spirit up above,

oh, ooh.

I was choking in the crowd,

living my brain up in the cloud,

falling like ashes to the ground,

hoping my feelings, they would drown.

But they never did, ever lived,

ebbing and flowing, inhibited, limited, till it broke up and it rained down,

it rained down

like... But they never did, ever lived,

ebbing and flowing, inhibited, limited, till it broke up and it rained down,

it rained down

like... Pain!

You made me a, you made me a believer,

believer.

Pain! You break me down, you build me up;

believer, believer.

Pain! Oh, let the bullets fly,

oh, let them rain.

My life, my love, my drive,

they came from...

Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer,

believer.