Firstborn

I never meant to be the firstborn I couldn't avoid it-- Was it enough to share our blood?-- It's all up to odds and chances They'll call out every name in-time, We'll have to line up the right way All I've done is set it wrong-- Never sensed lost sense--thought I'd understand by now Are we coming of age? Are we passing the blame? Can we reconsider and reform, Loose our grips and reset the score? Are we passing the time? Are we reading off lines? It's nothing more than the blind leading the blind So just let me see clearly All my words were yours to speak No breath to call your own There's so much left I haven't told Oh, G-D, these shallows left us feeling cold It's another face saved--illuminate the blank slate!-- All-synthetic false prophet, wouldn't guess we ever got it Iridescent fake face, incandescent disgrace So dense, sixth sense, precognition in the aftermath Are we coming of age? Are we passing the blame? Can we reconsider and reform, Loose our grips and reset the score? Are we passing the time? Are we reading off lines? It's nothing more than the blind leading the blind So just let me see clearly Never thought I'd be, Never thought I'd be it, never thought I'd be your firstborn Don't wait passive in a fate I can't see