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I’m in this loop
That seems of reruns
Of my memories
Of what was once
And these feelings
They keep coming over
But it’s been too many seasons
Of the same old-same old
And the viewers have moved on
Cause they’ve gotten bored.

In this script
The writer got sick
Of writing new elements
So everything that’s left
Are fillers to carry on
The length of the time
That things are being noticed
For how long
Will they hold up
Being so monotonous,
So repetitive?

I’ve stopped being brand new and interesting
A long time ago
I’m just a has-been
Of a person that never was.

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