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
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
People wake up and sing along
I trust no one
My trust is gone
Born with nothing
Die with everything
Die with everything
Searching and finding the truth inside myself
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
And die with everything
And die with everything
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
And die with everything
And die with everything
And die with everything.
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