With the best fast city built, gasoline
Facial recognition of the weighed and screened
Set to fold at my ticket gleaned
Reaching recognition at a steady speed
I'm blowing holes, into your bedroom screen
Stand too close and you might get seen
I don't know where my allegiance leans
Just the same city thought it would be, guaranteed
In my dreams
In my dreams
She's at the boulevard and the waits no novelty
I was told a thousand years ago that her name was Lenape
Please pack the sugar glass before the guards catch up to me
Travelled down the same old line before but I can't get used to it
In my dreams
