Papa Roach Lyrics
6. 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 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 Searching and finding the truth inside myself Inside myself My soul was starving I was born with nothing I'll die with everything
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