Utopia - TesseracT

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 drawer pull me closer to a 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 buildings tear up from the ground

No way of knowing where I’m going, circulating through the wildest night

Given to the sudden urges for more

Something’s not right.

Open your arms to the sky.

Focus the light

I’ve been, I’ve been painting pictures

I can’t, I just can’t taste of freedom

I’ve been, I’ve been painting pictures

Stuck in a room full of voices, 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 buildings tear up from the ground

I can’t, I just can’t taste of freedom

I’ve been, I’ve been painting pictures

Tempted and enticed, I neglected Eden

You know that I can’t, I just can’t (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

Give me devotion now

Give me forgiveness, total regression, remedy

Double the vision, triple the tension, trickery

Total division, given destruction, synergy

Double the vision, how?