IRC-Galleria

This one goes out to the man who mines from miracles
This one goes out to the ones in need
This one goes out to the sinner and the cynical
This ain't about no apology

This road was paved by the hopeless and the hungry
This road was paved by the winds of change
Walking beside the quilty and the innocent
How will you raise your hand when they call your name
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

We weren't born to follow
Come on and get up of your knees
When life is a bitter pill to swallow
You gotta hold on to what you believe
Believe that the sun will shine tomorrow
And that the saints and sinners bleed

We weren't born to follow
You gotta stand up for what you believe

Let me hear you say yeah, yeah, yeah, Ouh Yeah

This one's about anyone who does it differently
This one's about the one who curses and spits
This ain't about our living in a fantasy
This ain't about of giving up or giving in
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

We weren't born to follow
Come on and get up of your knees
When life is a bitter pill to swallow
You gotta hold on of what you believe
And that the saints and sinners bleed

We weren't born to follow
You gotta stand up for what you believe

Let me hear you say yeah, yeah, yeah, Ouh Yeah
Let me hear you say yeah, yeah, yeah, Ouh Yeah

Guitar!