Utopia

I live in a city full of people I don't know

People riding highways from the workplace to the home

I raise my head

I see they're different than us

I only want to hold your hand

My holden land

I can picture a place

Where everybody feels it too

It might be fiction but I see it ahead

There's nothing I wouldn't do

There's nothing I wouldn't do

Cut me a slice of the apple that I grow

My work is valid I can prove it but I know

A woman screams

She's looking for me

I'm a men who made her cry

A cozying lie

I can picture a place

Where everybody feels it too

It might be fiction but I see it ahead

There's nothing I wouldn't do

There's nothing I wouldn't do

Utopia

Utopia

Utopia

Utopia

Utopia

Utopia

Like a hunter with teeth

There's nothing I wouldn't do

I'ma run through a garden of dirt

There's nothing I wouldn't do

There's nothing I wouldn't do