Used up all my good shit
Don’t try to do something stupid
You got lost in the matrix
Red pill
Anyone would choose it

Strip club baby move it
Strip club baby move it

The reaper comes
I don’t wanna know
The otherside
I don’t want to go

Focus on the lucid (focus on the lucid)
Fiction seems elusive (fiction seems elusive)
Strip club baby move it
Baby move it
Baby move it
Baby move it
Baby move it
Baby move it
Baby move it
Baby

No dial tone on my number
Mail bounce Easton Harbour
Do not shoot the messenger

I don’t want to go
(Don’t want to go)
I don’t want to go
(Don’t want to go)
I don’t want to go
(Don’t want to go)
I don’t want to go
(Don’t want to go)
I don’t want to go
(Don’t want to go)
I don’t want to go
(Don’t want to go)
I don’t want to go
(Don’t want to go)
I don’t want to go
I don’t want to

When the reaper comes
I don’t want to go
You don’t want to be
Strung out on the good shit
(On the good shit)
Yeah, there’s Kool-Aid gotta drink it (come and drink it)
Said there’s Kool-Aid gotta drink it
(Kool-Aid)

Blue pill baby choose it
Red pill disillusioned
I don’t want to know

I don’t want to go

I don’t want to go
(Don’t want to go)
I don’t want to go
(Don’t want to go)
I don’t want to go
(Don’t want to go)
I don’t want to go
(Don’t want to go)