Brian Derba - Utopia Lyrics

A drive in movie theatre
My hands are on the wheel
You looked me in the eyes and said
That we had something real
But these are all the stories
I've made up in my head
I guess that you could say that
I'm just creative
But in utopia, I'd be right next to you
But in the real world, you don't even know that I exist
A hard to swallow pill, driving on the hills
Blaring music because I need something to relate to my shit
Going up to the concession stand
While you hold my hand
Hanging out on the leather seats
Tell me everything because you trust me
But these are all the stories
I've made up in my head
I guess that you could say that
I'm just creative
But in utopia, I'd be right next to you
But in the real world, you don't even know that I exist
A hard to swallow pill, driving on the hills
Blaring music because I need something to relate to my shit
What's the reality, not all of these stories
Wasting my time, it's like I'm living a lie
There's so many fish in the sea but I can't find one just for me
Think I might be rushing things because after all I'm just a teen
But in utopia, I'd be right next to you
But in the real world, you don't even know that I exist
A hard to swallow pill, driving on the hills
Blaring music because I need something to relate to my shit