Every kid had the plans for grandeur They wanted to sing in a band Or to walk across a cat walk To run on a field, talk the big talk Feel the pigskin leave their hand
They wanted to save the people from the fire Face the flames head on, be a hero Die a noble death, be a noble guy Or girl. Feel the world at their tips, Watching the smoke rise up higher, higher
It's all about the push and pull, The invisible force that pushes and pulls us To be greater, to be the best It’s a fool’s dream you'll learn, But until then all you can do is just burn
“There will come a time,” I say “When all you had hoped to be will simply be no more.“ Every truth empty, Like the last sip of bourbon warming your tongue
So taste the sorrow, lick the sin Who dropped us in this corrupt world? Who taught us the hate to which we cleave? Blind leading the blind into a bottomless pit, A dark world that’s no longer lit
All your hopes? They’re worth nothing Your dreams slip away like the sanity you pretend to have. Never enough of it. But what’s enough? This addictive sadness seems to buy you time, In the end it’s the same. We all die.