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Second thing, second, don't you tell me what you think that I can be I'm the one at the sale, 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 spoken to the masses Writing my poems for the few that look at me, shook at me, shook at me, feeling 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 burned me up, you burned me up, believer, believer Hey, you burned me down, you built me up, believer, believer Hey, let the bullets fly, oh, let it rain My life, my love, my time, it came from Hey, you burned me up, you burned me up, believer, believer