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