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letra de utopia - jason kanabay

when i lose my phone
i’m gonna ask you for help
but if your version of help is asking me where i lost it
well that isn’t much help and i’d rather you just shut it

i’ve been on the run
not sure what from
i’ve convinced myself that it’s somebody else
while i’m behind the gun
it hasn’t been fun
but don’t pity me for long
‘cause while i’m still younger i’ll wanna be older
but once i grow older, i’ll wanna be young again
(d-mn) am i losing it?

it gets colder in the winter when everything dies
but spring’s right around the cornеr to set things right
i’ve been lookin’ for a sign to tell mе i’m fine
but i feel like even if i got it i would ignore it
i just went out with some friends, had the time of my life
came back home and in a minute i started to cry
there was no good reason, no reason why
i’m told i’m not alone but it feels like a lie

imagine in a world where i didn’t reach that point
imagine in a world where i wouldn’t lose my mind
my utopia (ooh-ooh)
my utopia (ooh-ooh)

when i feel alone
i’m gonna ask for advice
but if that advice tells me to just cheer up and smile
well, that’s horrible advice
yes, it’s shallow and it’s vile

i wanna reach out, but also protect myself
i like to think i’m an open book but it’s on the highest shelf
until you throw me away
my utopia is where i will stay
it gets colder in the winter when everything dies
but spring’s right around the corner to set things right
i’ve been lookin’ for a sign to tell me i’m fine
but i feel like even if i got it i would ignore it
i just went out with some friends, had the time of my life
came back home and in a minute i started to cry
there was no good reason, no reason why
i’m told i’m not alone but it feels like a lie
(feels like a lie)
(feels like a lie)
(i’ve been on the run, not sure what from)
(imagine in a world where i wouldn’t lose my mind)

i understand i’ll be alright
future me is thriving
younger me is dreaming
now, i’ll stay the middleman
tired, restless, heaving

how is it possible to be low on time but feel so bored?
i need a place to go for when i scream for help where i’m not ignored
i’ll write a lyric or two
i’ll do my best to describe it to you
it’s a place where i go to when i’ve given up
it’s a place where it’s not a burden to love
my utopia
my utopia
my utopia
my utopia (ooh-ooh)

- jason kanabay

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