Glass Box Dream (Verse 1) The new condo's floor to ceiling glass, but the view is just another Tower, so I guess I'll make a pass on any kind of deep thought A minimalist paradise, white walls and stone countertops The coffee machine's Italian, got a whole tone to its brewing Keepin' it digital, whatever you search Whatever gets liked, whatever validates your worth Keepin' it clean, no dust to see My life is 4K, that's too real for the mess of the street Black cars, zero traffic, and free delivery—the high life The high life, high life High life, high life The high, high, high, high life High life, the high life (Chorus) Sweetie pie, you've had a subscription to everything since you were born, yeah The Wi-Fi always kept you connected So why read the news, when you got the screen? Don't know why feel the world, when you got the feed The sweet life (Verse 2) The best moment wasn't the story, but you didn't even care to check The notification chime’s a sweet sound, can't seem to turn the volume fully off Transmitting the flex You’re catching that vibe 'til you're d**d in the grave But you're keepin' it digital, whatever you search Whatever feels good, whatever makes you feel secure Keepin' it clean, no history to see My feed ain't authentic, that's too real for me (Chorus) Sweetie pie, you've had a subscription to everything since you were born, yeah The Wi-Fi always kept you connected So why read the news, when you got the screen? Don't know why feel the world, when you got the feed (Bridge) And the feeling is exactly what I wanted It's everything I thought it would be (Thought it would be) But this apartment is getting smaller every day My own reflection is goin' crazy You've had a personal stylist and a trauma therapist since you were born The blue light always kept you awake So why see the world, when you got the screen? Don't know why feel the world, when you got the feed The sweet life