I recently made the decision to quit assistant editing reality television. So this week, taking a break from Saved by the Bell to let the cathartic lyrics of Elsa take over and make parodic light of my plight. Here is "Let It Go," the AE remix:
The screen glows bright in my tired eyes all day,
Not any footage to missed.
A dark bay of isolation
And it looks like I’m the pawn.
Avid is howling like this raging storm inside.
Couldn’t keep it in, heaven knows I tried!
Don’t let them in, don’t let them see.
Be the good AE you always have to be.
Conceal, don’t feel, don’t let them know.
Well, now they know!
Let it go, let it go!
Can’t do this crap anymore.
Let it go, let it go!
Turn away the slam the door.
I don’t care what they’re going to say!
Let producers rage on.
Unemployment never bothered me anyway.
It’s funny how some distance,
Makes everything seem small.
And the stress that once controlled me,
Can’t get to me at all.
It’s time to see what I can do,
To test the limits of savings.
No producers or editors bugging me.
I’m free!
Let it go, let it go!
I am one with my cat and home.
Let it go, let it go!
You’ll never see me sync!
Here I nap, and here I’ll stay.
Let the shows go on!
My creativity flows through me and into my reel.
My soul is spiraling in an existential crisis.
But one thought crystallizes like an iced coffee.
I’m never going back,
The past is in the past!
Let it go, let it go!
And I’ll rise like the planet of apes.
Let it go, let it go!
That perfect AE is gone.
Here I squint, in the light of day!
Let ex-bosses rage on!
Unemployment never bothered me anyway.
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