Smoke & Mirrors

Oh, another face joins the crowd
 It's time to impress, time to prove yourself
 You don't realize
 That in a year's time you'll be over this
 Moved on to the next trend
 Your next catchy melody
 Moved on to the next trend
 Here's your next catchy melody
 So, say what you will
 And do what you feel you must
 Your words just fuel my rage
 And fill my heart with disgust
 I know what really matters
 And I know who will be there
 The rest of you could wither away
 And not a piece of me would care
 Tomorrow, none of you will mean a goddamn thing
 Tomorrow, none of you will mean a goddamn thing
 Tomorrow, none of you will mean a goddamn thing
 Tomorrow, none of you will mean a goddamn thing
 Damn thing, you're spread so thin
 We see right through your display
 A procession of smoke and mirrors
 Tomorrow none of you will mean a goddamn thing to me
 In time everything grows stale and old
 I'll hold on to what I have and never let go
 Tomorrow, none of you will mean a goddamn thing
 Tomorrow, none of you will mean a goddamn thing