I know that everything will not always be okay.
I know that those nights drag on like your last cigarette.
I know that waking is your worst enemy.
I know that your past is something you'll never forget.

We always hope that things are going well for each other.
We always know the sad, hard truth.
We always know there are days that never end.
We always search for some fountain of youth.

I'll dream that things around here are perfect,
You'll show me this repressed reality.
I'll pretend I've gone completely blind,
You'll open my eyes;  pure brutality.