Believer

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One look at the next contestant sent the audience into a panic. Rolling his light brown eyes, Tiberius muttered something under his breath before motioning to Tattoo that he was ready. Trembling, the pig began the music.

Tapping his foot to the beat of the music, Tiberius started singing, "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 can be. I'm the one at the sail, I'm the master of my sea, oh ooh. The master of my sea, oh ooh. I was broken from a young age, taking my soul into the masses, write down my poems for the few that looked at me took to me, shook to me, feeling me. Singing from heart ache from the pain, take up my message from the veins, speaking my lesson from the brain, seeing the beauty through the... pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer! Pain, pain! You break me down, you build me up, believer, believer! Pain! I let the bullets fly, oh let them rain, my luck, my love, my God, they came from... pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer!"

The audience slowly crept out of their hiding places as Tiberius continued, "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. I was choking in the crowd, living my brain up in the cloud, falling like ashes to the ground, hoping my feelings, they would drown. But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing, inhibited, limited till it broke up and it rained down, it rained down, like... pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer! Pain, pain! You break me down, you built me up, believer, believer! Pain! I let the bullets fly, oh let them rain, my luck, my love, my God, they came from... pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer!"

Losing their fear, the crowd began dancing while Tiberius sang on, "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, ebbing and flowing, inhibited, limited till it broke up and it rained down, it rained down, like... pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer! Pain, pain! You break me down, you built me up, believer, believer! Pain! I let the bullets fly, oh let them rain, my luck, my love, my God, they came from... pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer!"

The audience cheered for the old hawk as Tiberius exited the stage. "I wonder who's next..." Nitro muttered to Peanut just as the next contestant appeared...

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