Descendants

I lie awake with a stomach ache And the first man drowns in the last man's tears How many rounds of monogamy Find me listing the glut of believers I myself played the lottery Blame myself in the cold with a fever How much guilt can you tolerate Count myself among liars and cheaters Roughed up riding a tidal wave Time is up for your favourite deceivers Life or death hangs in instant change Ripping the gun from the hands of the shooter Seconds away from the end coming sooner Saving the day when I'm seconds away from the end No, I don't get mad retroactively And I don't get caught in the spokes of the wheel Kick back on the sidelines, a better place Damn sure I don't ask how they pack that arena I once set foot out where no one would I should pat myself on the back in the morning But I lie awake with a stomach ache Stuck in my ways and afraid of conforming Stuck in my ways and afraid of conforming Stuck in my ways and afraid of conforming Stuck in my ways and afraid of conforming It goes by in a rush and there's only so much you can change Are there unknown descendants? And the descendant, all independent