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 razorblade and wonder if i have the

balls at all or am i gonna be afraid where are

you? what do you think? cuz i'm not sure when

knocking at death's door if i will be welcome 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 there comes a point when you

think to yourself "this isn't worth it, it

isn't worth it" 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

wish it didn't end this way live a life in

hell 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 fucked with

your head just like it's fucked up mine.

"listen my son-firstborn last one"

the message you sent out to me-i can't

change what's meant to be