Faster, I dream in speeds of ashes 
My heart it beats and crashes  [bad word] from the [bad word] 
Cause it [bad word] with my mind 

Waiting, we’re silly, we’re so reckless 
The city it’s so heartless 
bottle full of [bad word] 
That washed up in the tide 

Don’t pressure us, anxiety 
I’m a passenger  
So serious, anxiety 
Just a passenger 

Handsome and callous, young believers 
Hiding, plotting schemers 
And rotting out like [bad word] 
That was left here to die 

Talking, playing after hours 
Time is bending outward 
I’m falling to my knees 
To crawl home safe inside 

Don’t pressure us, anxiety 
I’m a passenger 
So dangerous, anxiety 
Just a passenger