Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Last Firstborn, artist - Celldweller. Date of issue: 09.06.2013
Song language: English
The Last Firstborn |
| 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) |
| (Listen) |
| (Listen) |
| (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 if I’m 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 welcomed in or be left alone outside |
| (Oh, oh, boy, I love you) |
| (Lying here still) |
| (Oh, oh, boy, I love you) |
| (Lying here still) |
| 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, 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» |
| (Listen) |
| (My son) |
| (Firstborn, last one) |
| (Oh, oh, boy, I love you) |
| (Lying here still) |
| (Oh, oh, boy, I love you) |
| (Lying here still) |
| 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) |
| (Listen) |
| I wish it didn’t |
| I wish it didn’t |
| I wish it didn’t |
| I wish it didn’t end this way |
| I wish it didn’t |
| I wish it didn’t |
| I wish it didn’t |
| I wish it didn’t end this way |
| I wish it didn’t |
| I wish it didn’t |
| I wish it didn’t |
| I wish it didn’t end this way |
| I wish it didn’t |
| I wish it didn’t |
| I wish it didn’t |
| I wish it didn’t end this way |
| I wish it didn’t |
| I wish it didn’t |
| I wish it didn’t |
| I wish it didn’t end this way |
| 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 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 cannot change what’s meant to be |
| The message you sent out to me |
| I cannot change what’s meant to be |
| (What am I supposed to do now?) |
| (Oh, oh, boy, I love you) |
| (Lying here still) |
| I hear the sound of a heart from the shadow in the dark |
| Waiting for the poison to hit its mark |
| I see the darkness surround the shape on the ground |
| The killer straight up and a body face down |
| I hear the din of the screams, sorrow in streams |
| The smell of farewell and gasoline (Listen) |
| I see a heart set free and my legacy |
| Hear a voice from a shadow that is beckoning me (My son) |
| 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) |
| (Firstborn) |
| You are the last one (Firstborn) |