Ghosts of Utopia

You are haunted by the tremor of your light

Walking circles crossing lines

And if the stirring of your soul,of this fury

You are haunted by the turmoil of your lives

Walking circles, crossing lines

And it is tearing up your souls, of this fury

Jumping hurdles, just to abide

You are drowning in the sorrow of a billion opinions

Nobody can hear you

Nobody can hear you

This is psychosis

This is psychosis

This is the jigsaw blown apart

You are the ghost of Utopia

You're the conquered stars, the divided hearts

You are the ghost of Utopia

You're the miracle of America

Every time you learn you don't regret

All your hurting, all your debts

Cause the wife and kids won't help you to forget

The emergency of your secrets and your trash

You are drowning in the sorrow of a billion opinions

Nobody can hear you

Nobody can hear you

This is psychosis

This is psychosis

This is the jigsaw blown apart

You are the ghosts of Utopia

You're the conquered scars, the divided hearts

You are the ghost of Utopia

You're the miracle of America

You are drowning in the sorrow of a billion opinions

Nobody can hear you

Nobody can hear you

This is psychosis

This is psychosis

This is psychosis

This is psychosis

This is psychosis

This is psychosis