РИНАТ ШМИДТ

Second thing, second, don't you tell me what you think that I can be I'm the one at the cell, I'm the master of my sea, oh, ooh, ooh The master of my sea, oh, ooh, ooh I was broken from a young age, taking my token to the masses Writing my poems for the few that look at me, shook at me, shook at me, killing me Singing from heartache, from the pain, taking my message from the veins Speaking my lesson, from the brain, seeing the beauty through the Hey, you built me up, you built me up, believer, believer Hey, you built me up, you built me up, believer, believer Hey, I let the bullets fly, I let them rain My life, my love, my time, they came from Hey, you built me up, you built me up, believer, believer