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
