Thank The Academy!
We were condemned to struggle
Too much to overcome
The leavings will outlive us
But it's okay to sink
I must get rid of the parts in
me that remained unbearable burdens
A knife in the back
True love is dead and we're going down
together
The way we chose
Now I want none
Of your fucking company
Your weakened arms
Your fading smile
We were so close, it mirrored ourselves,
but Now nothing resembles it
But shame
With nothing in return
I got to get this going on my own
True love is dead
Then I gasped for breath
You draw on every bit
Dashed my hope anddreams
But it's okay to sink
With nothing in return
I got to get this going on my own
