Sulaco

[Intro: Silvertongue]

Time for me, you

Look behind you

Are they still chasing us?

Let's run

[Chorus: Silvertongue]

Nah, I'm kidding, fantasy all over me

Sitting, spinning, the dream is so real to me

Nah, I'm kidding, fantasy all over me

Sitting, spinning, the dream is so real to me

I'm kidding

I'm kidding

I'm kidding

Let's run

[Verse 1: Devenny]

See by sea with the keys

I could never be

You could never love in me

Trust in me, touch on me

Holla me, follow me, swallow me

You could never face to me

Fickle your thoughts, you tried stick on me

The bigger the court when you rage on me

You living a lie that you hate to see

I living inside where my matrix be

Facetime for my girl, my driller

Hatred up in her twirl, it makes it bigger

Tapping on a window and I wanna see the figures

Back it up, stop

She wouldn't stop, oh, wait, shit

[Verse 2: Sonny]

Slow it down if I can't catch it

Pedal down, mashed it

Bit down tablet, cracked it

Cheque, cashed it

Yep, that's it

Left turn, crashed it

OTT and then I capped it

Ghost, trapped it

Code, cracked it

Cup of tea looking like cat piss

Coming down now, can't hack this spun

Bottom of the belly, not many lights on

And I got him in a web, stop, ready, set, run

Steady, I'm forgetting what's already been done

But, yep, bet it's on the edge of my tongue

Name of the beast

They ain't gonna pray for the thief

And they ain't gonna cradle your grief

Face all creased up, you ain't got a name on the seat

What you gonna pay for your peace?

I ain't gonna rearrange, you can't make me

I ain't gonna change 'cause he can't rate me

Shaking the gate like Hades (Lately)

Own worst enemy, maybe

[Chorus: Silvertongue]

Nah, I'm kidding, fantasy all over me

Sitting, spinning, the dream is so real to me

Nah, I'm kidding, fantasy all over me

Sitting, spinning, the dream is so real to me

I'm kidding

I'm kidding

I'm kidding

Let's run

[Verse 3: Eliot]

Sin, did it like I didn't have a choice

Spin, sick of not getting to the point

Grim dickheads often got a louder voice

Thin flicker of any sort of poise

Tin trickle when I digitize the noise

Grims, sickle might glimmer like alloys

Skim thistles as I carry out the ploy

Skin bristles when I hear that voice

I'm past the bridge and it's getting weird

Pass the weed when my ghouls are here

In the marsh, it smells fetid here

Getting dark, I might let him steer

Watch set, check that coast is clear

The future is getting near

The future is getting weird

Banging on the door 'cause the Guild is here

[Chorus: Silvertongue]

Nah, I'm kidding, fantasy all over me

Sitting, spinning, the dream is so real to me

Nah, I'm kidding, fantasy all over me

Sitting, spinning, the dream is so real to me

I'm kidding

I'm kidding

I'm kidding

Let's run