(He'd operated on an almost permanent adrenaline high)
Jacked into a custom cyberspace deck
That projected his disembodied consciousness into
The consensual hallucination, the matrix
A magnet for the techno-criminal subcultures
Bright lattices of logic unfolding across that colorless void
But the dreams came on in the Japanese night like livewire voodoo
Dreamed of cyberspace, hope fading nightly
All the speed he took, all the turns he'd taken
And the corners he'd cut in Night City
And still he'd see the matrix in his sleep
Bright lattices of logic unfolding across that colorless void
But the dreams came on in the Japanese night like livewire voodoo
(Like livewire voodoo [5x])