This place isn't meant for people like you Spouting ideals for your fans to consume You're insignificant, like an ant in the midst of elephants You're all the same You know you won't last forever You're all the same A flavor of the week is how you'll be remembered You're all the same Pulling your so-called burdens off of your back Throwing them overboard along the rest Ignoring the pioneers, insulting your peers Did it feel good to get that off your chest Dragging us miles and miles through the mud Our faces battered and bruised We'll pick ourselves up out of the hole that you dug Reaching and clawing to pull you under The tides will turn, and justice will be served Self-righteous isn't a term saved for the religious The tides will turn Justice will be served, while I carve you to pieces with my words Your legend will fade No one will remember your name You know you won't last forever You're all the same A flavor of the week is how you'll be remembered You're all the same No one will remember your name