| 歌曲 | Born This Way |
| 歌手 | Thousand Foot Krutch |
| 专辑 | Oxygen: Inhale |
| Because I was born this way | |
| I got lightning running thru my veins | |
| Ain't nobody gonna stop this train | |
| So hop on board, or get out the way | |
| Because I was born this way | |
| I got lightning running thru my veins | |
| Ain't nobody gonna stop this train | |
| You can't stop us, we can't be stopped | |
| Ever since I was an infant, I spit it | |
| Ate mics, and rocked Lennon | |
| In first grade, I drank my juice with rocks in it | |
| Never looked down, 'cause up, had more stains in it, | |
| Always been about the heart, never cared who's winning' | |
| Ha!…I chase the light, like emcees on the wrong mic | |
| My blood was the wrong type, So I had to give my life | |
| And relearn, the minute that I felt real life | |
| I'd rather create, than follow | |
| Welcome to the knife | |
| Because I was born this way | |
| I got lightning running thru my veins | |
| Ain't nobody gonna stop this train | |
| So hop on board, or get out the way | |
| Because I was born this way | |
| I got lightning running thru my veins | |
| Ain't nobody gonna stop this train | |
| You can't stop us, we can't be stopped | |
| Feel that smoke rise, to the sky | |
| Split, like a dollar sign | |
| Flip, when ya hear that beat, rip like it's dynamite | |
| Cold, like a winter street, | |
| Loud, 'cause I wanna be | |
| The mic is my weapon, so I spit this artillery | |
| Ha!…I chase the light, like emcees on the wrong mic | |
| My blood was the wrong type, So I had to give my life | |
| And relearn, the minute that I felt real life | |
| I'd rather create, than follow | |
| Welcome to the knife | |
| Because I was born this way | |
| I got lightning running thru my veins | |
| Ain't nobody gonna stop this train | |
| So hop on board, or get out the way | |
| Because I was born this way | |
| I got lightning running thru my veins | |
| Ain't nobody gonna stop this train | |
| You can't stop us, we can't be stopped |
| Because I was born this way | |
| I got lightning running thru my veins | |
| Ain' t nobody gonna stop this train | |
| So hop on board, or get out the way | |
| Because I was born this way | |
| I got lightning running thru my veins | |
| Ain' t nobody gonna stop this train | |
| You can' t stop us, we can' t be stopped | |
| Ever since I was an infant, I spit it | |
| Ate mics, and rocked Lennon | |
| In first grade, I drank my juice with rocks in it | |
| Never looked down, ' cause up, had more stains in it, | |
| Always been about the heart, never cared who' s winning' | |
| Ha! I chase the light, like emcees on the wrong mic | |
| My blood was the wrong type, So I had to give my life | |
| And relearn, the minute that I felt real life | |
| I' d rather create, than follow | |
| Welcome to the knife | |
| Because I was born this way | |
| I got lightning running thru my veins | |
| Ain' t nobody gonna stop this train | |
| So hop on board, or get out the way | |
| Because I was born this way | |
| I got lightning running thru my veins | |
| Ain' t nobody gonna stop this train | |
| You can' t stop us, we can' t be stopped | |
| Feel that smoke rise, to the sky | |
| Split, like a dollar sign | |
| Flip, when ya hear that beat, rip like it' s dynamite | |
| Cold, like a winter street, | |
| Loud, ' cause I wanna be | |
| The mic is my weapon, so I spit this artillery | |
| Ha! I chase the light, like emcees on the wrong mic | |
| My blood was the wrong type, So I had to give my life | |
| And relearn, the minute that I felt real life | |
| I' d rather create, than follow | |
| Welcome to the knife | |
| Because I was born this way | |
| I got lightning running thru my veins | |
| Ain' t nobody gonna stop this train | |
| So hop on board, or get out the way | |
| Because I was born this way | |
| I got lightning running thru my veins | |
| Ain' t nobody gonna stop this train | |
| You can' t stop us, we can' t be stopped |