[Verse 1]
First things first
I'ma say all the words inside my head
I'm fired up and tired of the way that things have been, oh-ooh
The way that things have been, oh-ooh
Second thing second
Don't you tell me what you think that I could be
I'm the one at the sail, I'm the master of my sea, oh-ooh
The master of my sea, oh-ooh
[Pre-Chorus]
I was broken from a young age
Taking my sulkin' to the masses
Writing my poems for the few
That look at me, took to me, shook at me, feelin' me
Singing from heartache from the pain
Taking my message from the veins
Speaking my lesson from the brain
Seeing the beauty through the...
[Chorus]
Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
Pain! You break me down and build me up, believer, believer
Pain! Oh, let the bullets fly, oh, let them rain
My life, my love, my drive, it came from...
Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
[Verse 2]
Third things third
Send a prayer to the ones up above
All the hate that you've heard has turned your spirit to a dove,
oh-ooh
Your spirit up above, oh-ooh
[Pre-Chorus]
I was chokin' in the crowd
Building my rain up in the cloud
Falling like ashes to the ground
Hoping my feelings, they would drown
But they never did, ever lived, ebbin' and flowin'
Inhibited, limited 'til it broke open and rained down
It rained down, like...
[Chorus]
Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
Pain! You break me down and build me up, believer, believer
Pain! Oh, let the bullets fly, oh, let them rain
My life, my love, my drive, it came from...
Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
[Bridge]
Last things last
By the grace of the fire and the flames
You're the face of the future, the blood in my veins, oh-ooh
The blood in my veins, oh-ooh
But they never did, ever lived, ebbin' and flowin'
Inhibited, limited 'til it broke open and rained down
It rained down, like...
[Chorus]
Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
Pain! You break me down and build me up, believer, believer
Pain! Oh, let the bullets fly, oh, let them rain
My life, my love, my drive, it came from...
Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
This end of
the year at the school I teach we had a musical activity to conclude the school
year, named Bate-Lata (which can be translated to something like “Hitting the
Can”). It was the eighth edition, but my first as a participant. The musicality
teacher asked me to play the guitar and help the children with English songs.
One of the songs they were having some trouble was this, Believer, mainly
because of the pre-chorus. I’ve learnt the whole song, sung with them, and
because of learning, the lyrics caught my attention.
Our 2019
wasn’t a very easy year. Many deaths were shown by social media, the high
stunning of prices, psychosomatic diseases showing up even more. Living is
getting harder.
It is not a
new subject I bring to Building a Memory (the Portuguese version of Construindo
Uma Memória), though some changes in the format since 2011. I was shaped by the
fire. I’ve been through many difficulties in my life that changed me with the
passing of time, but I also haven’t forgotten my personal references,
like family, friends and teachers. I also resorted a lot, and mainly, to God,
who always talked to me in a different way. I listen to His voice by reading
and, mainly, through music (one of the reasons why I write about it).
One
Brazilian popular saying is “God helps those who wake up in the early morning”.
God can help you for sure, but we have to make our part. It is time to
transform our pain into strength. The tears into water watering the soil of our
dreams and achievements. But don’t let being consumed. Don’t let on seeking
help. And if necessary, search a psychologist.
Be someone
who believes not only in yourself but also in the future generation, because
they’ll look to us as reference.
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/0pqnGHJpmpxLKifKRmU6WP?si=2hAFIZe9R3-i9DTlErDzqQ
YouTube Music: https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=Kx7B-XvmFtE&feature=share
YouTube: https://youtu.be/IhP3J0j9JmY
