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