Cifra Club

Born With Nothing, Die With Everything

Papa Roach

Letra: Original
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Fed-up, tired, sick, and twisted
One-man army, I'm enlisted
Trust yourself, trust no one else
Fuck a hero, be yourself

And I don't need your lousy hand-out
Clenched 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 (born with nothing)
Die with everything
Born with nothing (born with nothing)
Die with everything, yeah

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
But inside I'm warm
(Now I am warm)

People, wake up and sing along
I trust no one
My trust is gone

Born with nothing (born with nothing)
Die with everything
Born with nothing (born with nothing)
Die with everything, yeah

Searching and finding the truth inside myself
Searching and finding the truth inside myself
Inside myself

Searching
Finding
Truth

Fed-up, tired, sick, and twisted
One-man army, I'm enlisted
Trust yourself, trust no one else
Fuck a hero, be yourself

And I don't need your lousy hand-out
Clenched fists I'll fight my way out
Fight my way out
Fight my way out

Born with nothing and die with everything
Born with nothing and die with everything
Born with nothing and die with everything
Born with nothing and die with everything

My soul was starving
I was born with nothing (born with nothing)
And I'll die with everything, yeah

Born with nothing and die with everything
Born with nothing and die with everything
Born with nothing and die with everything
Born with nothing and die with everything

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