Lyric

Claims as sweet as milk tea, thick and white

Swallow it down, it numbs your tongue tonight

Everyone’s wearing that "kind" face, so perfect, so true

But tell me, what’s that knife you’re holding used for, too?

Mass appeal? That’s just a slow-acting hex

The "Good Kid Factory" is reaching its crest

Classroom’s an air-bomb, ready to blow

Nobody’s "bad," so why does it hurt so low?

It’s an era where you can’t even scream "It hurts"

Brains being sanded down by someone else's "worth"

The "Best Friends Game," start the timer, let's play

Am I just a pre-set character again today?

UTOPI-ARA!

Your "I love you" is a see-through lie

Don’t hit me with that "justice" from your ivory sky

Crying behind the podium, out of sight

Who chose which "uniqueness" is wrong or right?

UTOPI-ARA!

Are you laughing? Are you really there?

In the name of "empathy," you strip us bare

Another silent soul sinks into the deep

Under the paradise we’re forced to keep

Too much "happiness" shared, it’s turned stone cold

Share a "misery" and you’re "too heavy" to hold

The fingers posting "I’m doing great" in a blink

Were the ones shaking "Help me" over the brink

A bouquet that’s hiding a thousand thorns

You call it "kindness" while a spirit mourns

But that scent—it’s stabbing someone, can’t you see?

You know the truth, just as well as me

Everyone’s a saint, and everyone’s a killer

Everyone’s a lover, and everyone’s a thiller

Everyone was right, and everyone was wrong

Dancing on a utopia that’s been broken all along

UTOPI-ARA!

If I could just hate this world and let it go

Maybe I’d be free, more than you’ll ever know

But still, I’m here, taking a breath so wide

Holding your hand, standing by your side

We’ll never be "one," and that’s the only truth

I just wanted to laugh with you in our youth

That’s the only real thing left to say

Utopi-ara

Is your knife still there?

Mine’s gone... maybe