I'm truly becoming
More and more repulsive
To myself
I'm running
On the same old ground again
And again
I'm a shadow
Of the person that I once was
And I can see no end in sight
I'm losing this battle
The second act has made me
So weary
I have left
No punches for this fight
I'm drowning, not waving
To steal an old cliche
And I can see no end in sight
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