Same Old Story

“In the maze of faces, I see your eyes, A déjà vu, familiar yet unknown, Heart skips a beat, caught in the disguise, But history whispers, I’m on my own. Different times, different places, same old game, I dive headfirst, hoping this time’s for real, But shadows of past loves haunt my every vein, Will I ever find a love I truly feel? Round and round we go, another déjà vu, Lost in the echoes of what once felt new, But every turn just leads me back to you, In this cycle of love that I can’t break through. Different face, same old story told again, I try to hold on, but it slips away, The thrill of the start, the bitter end remains, Is this all there is to love, day by day? Caught in this whirlwind, spinning ‘round my head, Searching for something real in this masquerade, But every face I meet just takes me back to you, In this endless cycle, what am I supposed to do? I’m tired of these games, tired of the chase, Searching for something real in this empty space, But every face I meet just takes me back to you, In this endless cycle, what am I supposed to do? Round and round we go, another déjà vu, Lost in the echoes of what once felt new, But every turn just leads me back to you, In this cycle of love that I can’t break through.”