Oh man, I can't believe
That you did what they said you did
And to this day
I've still gotta say
That in my mind I question it
I wish
I knew
What you had meant
Before you went
And left me wondering
To just an echo of your voice
'Listen...'
Now I wait to take my turn to bleed
Like a kid playing
With a razor blade
And wonder if I have
The balls at all
Or am I gonna be afraid
Where are you?
What do you think?
'cause I'm not sure when
Knocking at death's door
If I will be [bad word] in
Or be left alone outside

I hear the sound of a heart
From the shadow in the dark
Waiting for the poison to hit its mark
(listen-my son)
I see the darkness surround
The shape on the ground
The killer straight up
And a body face down
(firstborn-last one)
I hear the
Din of the screams,
Sorrow in streams
The smell of farewell and gasoline
(listen-my son)
I see a heart set free
And my legacy
Hear a voice from a shadow
That is beckoning me
(firstborn-last one)

I guess [bad word] a point
When you think to yourself
"This isn't worth it,
It isn't worth it"
And now I feel what you felt
And now I feel what you felt inside brother
And now I feel what you felt
This isn't worth it,
It isn't worth it

I hear the sound of a heart
From the shadow in the dark
Waiting for the poison to hit its mark
(listen--my son)
I see the darkness surround
The shape on the ground
The killer straight up
And a body face down
(firstborn-last one)
I hear the
Din of the screams,
Sorrow in streams
The smell of farewell and gasoline
(listen--my son)
I see a heart set free
And my legacy
Hear a voice from a shadow
That is beckoning me
(firstborn-last one)

I wish it didn't 
I wish it didn't 
I wish it didn't 
I wish it didn't 
I wish it didn't end this way

Live a life in [bad word] 
Through a mortal shell
Asphyxiating smell
For a crime lifetime
Imagination locked in a cell
And to the other firstborn,
I see the same scene
That must play over in your mind
And now how much more
I'm sure
It's [bad word] with your head
Just like it's [bad word] up mine.
"Listen my son - firstborn last one"
The message you sent out to me-
I can't change what's meant to be
The message you sent out to me-
I can't change what's meant to be

I hear the sound of a heart
From the shadow in the dark
Waiting for the poison to hit its mark
(listen-my son)
I see the darkness surround
The shape on the ground
The killer straight up
And a body face down
(firstborn-last one)
I hear the
Din of the screams,
Sorrow in streams
The smell of farewell and gasoline
(listen-my son)
I see a heart set free
And my legacy
Hear a voice from a shadow
That is beckoning me
(firstborn-last one)