الأغاني: Furnace. Gravity Distorition Time Displacement Unit. The Impossible Dream.

When did this happen?
Tell me when did this happen?
Since when were all the streets patrolled by intimidation?
I want to believe you're here to help us, protect us
We deal with this every day
We're forced into fear
I want to believe you're all doing less harm than good
Blue lights, green eyes
And you're on top of the world
So fill your fucking quota
Let's bring it back to a far off place, a different time
We all felt safe and you didn't cross the line
We could drive around and be eighteen
Windows down, not a care in the world
And not be judged by the power trip that haunts our every step
The impossible dream