I've been demoted
Not that I mind, I dont need the control
I'm second rate
It was my turn to fly, now I'm stuck on the ground
I've been forgotten
Like a wave passing by, I'm now the foam on the shore
Not so important
There's none like humilty without the humiliation
I was once the beer, now I'm a broken bottle
I once was the mirror, now I'm a shattered reflection
I expressed the tear, now I'm dried up and done
I once was the fear, now I'm hollywoods re-run
Who wants the second-hand smoke,
when the cigarette has a better choke?
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