Roll it out, it's over now.
We're the cast-outs with messed up friends who never did fit in.
Don't know where it ends.
It doesn't matter now,
as long as we're as one, we'll take the next bus
destination: setting sun.
Graduate, paper chase,
we'll get out of this place.
Don't turn around. Hit the highway,
pour some liquor out for this town.
Now that's all for us, it's last call to drink up.
We're the cast-outs with messed up friends who never did fit in.
Don't know where it ends.
It doesn't matter now,
as long as we're as one, we'll take the next bus
destination: setting sun.
Graduate, paper chase,
we'll get out of this place.
Don't turn around. Hit the highway,
pour some liquor out for this town.
Now that's all for us, it's last call to drink up.
The Academy is...
stay gold<3
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