Above our distance

Thank the academy!

Above our distance
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

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