I live in a city full of people I don´t know People riding highways from the [?] place to the home I raise my hand, I see the [defeatedness?] But I only wanna hold your hand my whole damn life I can picture a place where everybody feels it too It might be fiction but I´m seeing 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 failing, I can´t prove it but I know A woman [?], she´s looking for meaning behind I´m gonna make her cry her whole damn life
I can picture a place where everybody feels it too It might be fiction but I´m seeing ahead There´s nothing I wouldn´t do There´s nothing I wouldn´t do Utopia
Utopia Utopia Utopia Utopia
Like a [?] within There´s nothing I wouldn´t do Imma run through [?] There´s nothing I wouldn´t do There´s nothing I wouldn´t do