Paroles de Utopia

Broken mirror on the wall You give no reflection of me at all Your wicked ways I won't understand intoxicating weaker men Rusting scissors in the draw pull me closer to life no more Why am I so confused, unimpressed and unamused? No, something's not right Open your arms to the sky Focus the light It's a combination of numbers Oh and a set of missing keys I've been painting pictures but the colors disagree And bad things come in threes The wind is blowing I am falling through a hurricane As building tear up from the ground No way of knowing where I'm going Circulating through the wildest night Give in to these sudden urges for more Something's not right Open your arms to the sky Focus the light I've been, I've been panting pictures I can't, I just can't taste the freedom Ive been, I've been painting pictures Stuck in a room full of voices Oh with nobody to be seen I can sense the danger as the colors now agree And the picture is obscene The wind is blowing I am falling through a hurricane As building tear up from the ground I can't, I just can't taste the freedom Ive been, I've been painting pictures Tempted and enticed I neglected eden You know that I can't, I just can't taste the freedom Give me forgiveness, total regression, remedy Double the vision, triple the tension, trickery Total division, given destruction, synergy Double the vision now Give me devotion, total remission, remedy Double the vision, triple the tension, trickery Total division, given destruction, synergy Double the vision now Give me forgiveness, total regression, remedy Double the vision, triple the tension, trickery Total division, given destruction, synergy Double the vision now