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.