Please don't suffer gotta just make it quick You thought you had it you don't now what it takes to beg You lost your cause you lost your time to kill You won't matter much when they all got their feel Mothers teach you to crawl Fathers teach you to rise or fall Mothers greif for a son 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 - I'll just flip a switch Forget we did it and you and I will face this hell Mothers teach to crawl Fathers teach you to rise or fall Mothers grief for a son Fathers teach you to take it on 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 Fathers teach to you rise of fall Lessen a pig for a son Never see what you're reaching for Mothers teach you to crawl Fathers teach you on your own Mothers tach you to take what you waited