Papa Roach "Born With Nothing, Die With Everything" |
Fed-up Tired Sick and twisted One-man army I'm enlisted Trust yourself trust no one else Fuck a hero be yourself I don't need your lousy hand-out Clinched fists i'll fight my way out Fighting my way out Find my way out People wake up and sing along I trust no one My trust is gone Born with nothing Die with everything (x2) In a daze these days go by Faster and faster I speed through life Now I've got to take control Of my mental and my physical Never sheltered from life's hard storms I was cold but now I am warm Inside I'm warm People wake up and sing along I trust no one My trust is gone Born with nothing Die with everything (x2) Searching and finding the truth inside myself Inside myself Fed-up Tired Sick and twisted One-man army I'm enlisted Trust yourself trust no one else Fuck a hero be yourself I don't need your lousy hand-out Clinched fists i'll fight my way out Fighting my way out Find my way out Born with nothing and die with everything. My soul was starving I was born with nothing I'll die with everything Born with nothing and die with everything. Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |