Lyrics Robespierre - Gifts from Enola

Robespierre

You can always
Go away
You need the distance
To try to forget
It’s so hard
To steal your place above
But when you break your fingers
It won’t add up
You can’t play dead when your limbs are shaking
Didn’t you say you were going for broke?
Why are you so surprised
Your bones ache with every move?