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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 nexxt trend Moved on to the next catchy melody Moved on to the next trend Here's your next catchy melody So say what you will Do what you feel you must Your words just fuel my rage And fill my heart with disgust I know what really matters I know who will be there The rest of you could wither away and not a piece of me would care Tommorrow none of you will mean a goddamn thing You're spread so thin We see right through your display A procession of smoke and mirrors Tommorrow 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 Tommorow none of you will mean a goddamn thing Aus Songtexte Mania