Firstborn کے بول

If you have to break Say it for a friend If you have to speak Tell it like a condemned man If you have to rule Use an open hand If you have to die Kill the desires that you have If you have to keep Keep your mind at ease If you have to sell Break it 'til it's free For all the words I used to sing Empty promises I used to believe For all the lies I used to feed Empty promises I used to believe Pass over me Pass over me Pass over me While the first-born are stricken down