I might be in your pocket, but I don't wanna pause itEven if I'm in the cartridge in your closetAnd it's all fake, don't wanna wake upYeah, you been steppin' out the mirror in my roomIt's like I'm pickin' red or pickin' blue pillsHavin' trouble swallowin' the truthCause I might lose yaFeelings like CG, how they look realOh, you playin' me right, cause I know they not thereMakin' these storylines up in my headCause if we're playin' games, I don't wanna die yetAnd so I blast through the * with what I gotDashes on a hundred, I don't stopSaid I blast through the * with what I gotDash on a hundred, I don't stopSo am I wrong?Told me we're bothDashed on a hundred, I don't stopFeelin' like thisI'm out of controlI might crash, fall in the abyssYeah, you been steppin' out the mirror in my roomIt's like I'm pickin' red or pickin' blue pillsHavin' trouble swallowin' the truthCause I might lose yaFeelings like CG, how they look realOh, you playin' me right, cause I know they not thereMakin' these storylines up in my headCause if we're playin' games, I don't wanna die yetAnd so I blast through the * with what I gotDashes on a hundred, I don't stopSaid I blast through the * with what I gotDash on a hundred, I don't stopDon't you feel anything?Don't you feel anything?Oh-ohAt allDon't you feel anything?Feelin' like thisIt's like CG, how they look realI'm playin' it right, cause I know they not thereMakin' these storylines up in my headCause if I play games, I don't wanna die yetAnd so I blast through the *, ooh, I gotDancein' on a hundred, I don't stopSaid I blast through the *, ooh, I gotDance on a hundred, I don't stop*