Lyric

In a white world everything’s plain

Silver skies no colors to gain

River runs straight no twists or sway

Echoes bounce back no night no day

Faces blend can’t tell a friend

Eyes look blank thoughts on suspend

Monotone voices break the air

This cold unity but no one’s there

This is utopia this is dystopia

Everyone’s the same no emotional copia

No one's above no one to blame

Just revolving hearts in a sterile game

In a white world where dreams are shut

Side by side but feeling cut

Speed of light but we stay still

Searching for a climb up this endless hill

Walls are mirrors reflecting lies

Truth is hidden behind dry eyes

Running in circles paths never stray

Repetition marks the night and day

This is utopia this is dystopia

Everyone’s the same no emotional copia

No one's above no one to blame

Just revolving hearts in a sterile game