[Testo di "Fuckin' Believers (Live)"]

[Intro]
Una canzone dedicata a tutti i sognatori
Fuckin' believers
Huh, huh, huh

[Ritornello 1]
Huh
Clear the area
You're like "What?"
Clear the area
You're like "What?"
Clear the area
You're like "What?"
Clear the area
I don't understand

[Strofa 1]
See, this is no second, third world
This is a war
Feelings grow so cold
See, I'm not fluent, I'm slow
I'm not sitting first row
I'm not flying first class
Got no backstage pass
No shame, I'll confess
[Pre-Ritornello]
I'm standing with the last ones you consider
I'm another one of them
Fuckin' believers

[Ritornello 1]
Huh
Clear the area
You're like "What?"
Clear the area
You're like "What?"
You're like "What?"
Hear you? I can't
You're like "What?"
I don't understand

[Strofa 2]
Whether I will live or die, I'll pick this side
So fuck you and the grammar
I ain't climbing no ladder
I'm already sad, don't need to get sadder
To face the truth is the one thing that makes me feel better

[Pre-Ritornello]
I'm standing with the last ones you consider
I'm another one of them
Fuckin' believers
[Ritornello 2]
Huh
Clear the area
You're like "What?"
Clear the area
Eat your money then
Huh
Clear the area
You're like "What?"
Breathe polluted air
You're like "What?"
Su le mani!
(Clear the area
You're like "What?"
Clear the area)
I don't understand

[Outro]
Huh
What?
(Clear the area) What?
What?
Hear you? I can't (Huh)
(Clear the area) What?
I don't understand
What?
What?
I don't understand (Huh)
What?
Hear you? I can't
(Clear the area) What?
I don't understand