(This is) The Utopia

The utopia The utopia The utopia The utopia

You lie, your words fly as fast as my heart plays But what if my disbelief to you becomes true? You will talk that you are shocked to hear these words That they are not worth your feelings Your attention is better to me than to them but worse than mine to you

This is the utopia This is the utopia This is the utopia This is the utopia

My new chords are not sound, say aloud “you are fool” They don’t have any tempo, any rhythm, any rule You will talk that you are shocked to hear these words That they’re not worth your feelings Your attention is better to me than to them but worse than mine to you

This is the utopia This is the utopia This is the utopia This is the utopia

These problems are gifts I wonder how bring them back The world destroys itself I wonder how bring all back

This is the utopia This is the utopia This is the utopia This is the utopia

This is the utopia This is the utopia This is the utopia This is the utopia

The utopia The utopia The utopia The utopia