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