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 The only one 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 In the hand of 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 [ x6 ]
Like a hunter with teeth There's nothing I wouldn't do Imma run through a garden of dirt There's nothing I wouldn't do There's nothing I wouldn't do