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- 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