Future Idiots

My eyes are shut.
My thoughts are blurry.
I'm all messed up I'm in a perfect agony.
It doesn't make any sense.
One vital part is gone.
It has to be revived before this puzzle is done.
So I open up my eyes, but am still unable to see
I'm still unable to see the things I wanted to.
I search for solutions
They're nowhere to be found
An aching awful feeling that I can't expound
It doesn't make any sense.
You said things would be all right.
But tears and sleeplessness through every endless night.
So I open up my eyes, but it's still the same thing I see.
It's still the same thing I see. I never wanted to.
It's still the same thing I see
It's still the same thing I see
It's still the same thing I see
It's still the same thing I see