When you feel helpless
Don't worry about the fight inside
Not worthy for the lies and despise
The ideal is real but hopeless
When the morning comes
Let go of your phobia's
So when the time will finally come
We can all reach the state of Utopia
Your thought is locked
Self-discipline should set it free
Don't get trapped in the web of eductation
Know that it's a trap
An addiction don't you see
An ad for a habit bad
For our habitat
This and that
Then you're free to act
Intuïtion 'till ambition and you're long gone
Don't be hissing
Listen or be alone pro-longed
Living dies
Giving buys
Hold on
Let it cry
Don't be shy
Even if your wrong
We all have our own opinions but I'm sure we can agree on that the world is f*cked up. And everyone is trying to Fix it but we can't if we're broken ourselves. So fix yourself first and, I don't wanna sound cringey but the only Acutual way is through love. Just be kind to one another, even if it's a motherf*cker that once hurt you. Trust me, You'll feel better too
When you feel helpless
Don't worry about the fight inside
Not worthy for the lies and despise
The ideal is real but hopeless
When the morning comes
Let go of your phobia's
So when the time will finally come
We can all reach the state of Utopia
You know what is dystopian
That you only get worried from the cornucopia
That you solemnly get upset from the eudaimonia
Can't change the act?
For a fact it shouldn't worry-ya ya ya
Neglect thy connections and feel alo-lo-lone
And your vision needs revision right na-na-na
Perfect thy corrections on ya ow-ow-own
And the opposition asks me why-y-y
Yeah I'm loving what I am doing
It ain't the money I'm persuing
If I really gotta give you something
Then I'll let you down and give you nothing
You got my sound and that is some thing
If it isn't turn around do your dumb thing
Aye
You gotta find out what's your passion
Understand that you've put the light out on progression
Time to drop the bullshit fashion
Now go out do diffirent things start to live
One day you'll do something and feel like this is it
MaraMane - Trip to Utopia Lyrics
MaraMane - Trip to Utopia Lyrics
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When you feel helpless
Don't worry about the fight inside
Not worthy for the lies and despise
The ideal is real but hopeless
When the morning comes
Let go of your phobia's
So when the time will finally come
We can all reach the state of Utopia
Your thought is locked
Self-discipline should set it free
Don't get trapped in the web of eductation
Know that it's a trap
An addiction don't you see
An ad for a habit bad
For our habitat
This and that
Then you're free to act
Intuïtion 'till ambition and you're long gone
Don't be hissing
Listen or be alone pro-longed
Living dies
Giving buys
Hold on
Let it cry
Don't be shy
Even if your wrong
We all have our own opinions but I'm sure we can agree on that the world is f*cked up. And everyone is trying to Fix it but we can't if we're broken ourselves. So fix yourself first and, I don't wanna sound cringey but the only Acutual way is through love. Just be kind to one another, even if it's a motherf*cker that once hurt you. Trust me, You'll feel better too
When you feel helpless
Don't worry about the fight inside
Not worthy for the lies and despise
The ideal is real but hopeless
When the morning comes
Let go of your phobia's
So when the time will finally come
We can all reach the state of Utopia
You know what is dystopian
That you only get worried from the cornucopia
That you solemnly get upset from the eudaimonia
Can't change the act?
For a fact it shouldn't worry-ya ya ya
Neglect thy connections and feel alo-lo-lone
And your vision needs revision right na-na-na
Perfect thy corrections on ya ow-ow-own
And the opposition asks me why-y-y
Yeah I'm loving what I am doing
It ain't the money I'm persuing
If I really gotta give you something
Then I'll let you down and give you nothing
You got my sound and that is some thing
If it isn't turn around do your dumb thing
Aye
You gotta find out what's your passion
Understand that you've put the light out on progression
Time to drop the bullshit fashion
Now go out do diffirent things start to live
One day you'll do something and feel like this is it
Don't worry about the fight inside
Not worthy for the lies and despise
The ideal is real but hopeless
When the morning comes
Let go of your phobia's
So when the time will finally come
We can all reach the state of Utopia
Your thought is locked
Self-discipline should set it free
Don't get trapped in the web of eductation
Know that it's a trap
An addiction don't you see
An ad for a habit bad
For our habitat
This and that
Then you're free to act
Intuïtion 'till ambition and you're long gone
Don't be hissing
Listen or be alone pro-longed
Living dies
Giving buys
Hold on
Let it cry
Don't be shy
Even if your wrong
We all have our own opinions but I'm sure we can agree on that the world is f*cked up. And everyone is trying to Fix it but we can't if we're broken ourselves. So fix yourself first and, I don't wanna sound cringey but the only Acutual way is through love. Just be kind to one another, even if it's a motherf*cker that once hurt you. Trust me, You'll feel better too
When you feel helpless
Don't worry about the fight inside
Not worthy for the lies and despise
The ideal is real but hopeless
When the morning comes
Let go of your phobia's
So when the time will finally come
We can all reach the state of Utopia
You know what is dystopian
That you only get worried from the cornucopia
That you solemnly get upset from the eudaimonia
Can't change the act?
For a fact it shouldn't worry-ya ya ya
Neglect thy connections and feel alo-lo-lone
And your vision needs revision right na-na-na
Perfect thy corrections on ya ow-ow-own
And the opposition asks me why-y-y
Yeah I'm loving what I am doing
It ain't the money I'm persuing
If I really gotta give you something
Then I'll let you down and give you nothing
You got my sound and that is some thing
If it isn't turn around do your dumb thing
Aye
You gotta find out what's your passion
Understand that you've put the light out on progression
Time to drop the bullshit fashion
Now go out do diffirent things start to live
One day you'll do something and feel like this is it
Writer: Mathieu Verhoeven
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid