Please don't suffer gotta just make it quick
You won't matter much when they all got their feel
You thought you had it you don't now what it takes to beg
You lost your cause you lost your time to kill
Mothers teach you to crawl Mothers greif for a son
Fathers teach you to rise or fall
Fathers teach you 'you're on your own' I won't quiver I don't squirm a sweat
You lost our gun you got nothing to make a fist
Incinerator Forget we did it and you and I will face this hell Mothers teach to crawl
Fathers teach you to take it on
Fathers teach you to rise or fall
Mothers grief for a son
All my fears awakening I've let them back
All this flash before my eyes
I never had
Where's your consolation?
Now listen flies
'Walk my son, I've tought you well
You're on your way down' Fuck the past I'm up and gone as well (you couldn't of lied, your curse is made)
I'm coming fast you got nothing left to say (you never saw it, your curse is conscience)
In the end you've got no answers (you couldn't of lied, your curse is made) So much feeling you don't know how to take my hand (you never saw it, your curse is conscience)
Mothers teach you to crawl
Lessen a pig for a son
Fathers teach to you rise of fall
Never see what you're reaching for
Mothers teach you to crawl
Fathers teach you on your own Mothers teach you to take what you waited.
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