SINGER: Pappa Roach

SONG:Born With Nothing, Die With Everything

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
clinched fists i'll fight my way out
fight my way out
find my way out
People wake up
and sing along
i trust no one
my trust is gone
Chorus:
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
Chorus
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
clinched fists i'll fight my way out
fight my way out
find 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
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