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 grieve 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 consulation?
Now listen flies
"Walk my son, I've taught 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 or fall
Lessons a pig for a son
Never see what you're reaching for

Mothers teach you to crawl
Fathers teach you're on your own
Mothers teach you to take what you waited

Writer : HAYES, PETER / TURNER, ROBERT / JAGO, NICHOLAS
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., CHRYSALIS MUSIC OBO BRMC PUBLISHING