Lyrics

(Verse 1 – Blue Pill)

The blue was sweet, the sky was bright,
TV told me wrong from right.
People smiled, they meant it too,
God was love, and love was true.
Food was rich, the meds were clean,
No hidden costs behind the screen.
The system worked, the law was just,
And in the end, we rise from dust.

(Pre-Chorus)

Red or blue – what’s your fix?
Truth or bliss – take your pick.
But what’s the point of knowing
If the truth just leaves you choking?

(Chorus)

I know this steak ain’t real,
But my brain still says, "It tastes."
What the fuck is knowledge worth,
If the truth just leaves me razed?

(Verse 2 – Red Pill)

The red was raw, the sky was fake,
A golden idol for fools to praise.
The TV shits into your head,
And calls you free while you’re enslaved.
People smile, but they don’t know,
That all their kindness is for show.
Pharma promise cure, but they piss in your veins,
And God died screaming, like all of his saints.

(Chorus)

I know that the steak ain’t real,
But my brain says, "It tastes right."
What’s the use of knowing
If the truth just eats me alive?

(Verse 3 – Black Pill)

And then came black—no one is safe,
Your heart turns cold, your soul is waste.
The sky is fine, but you are not,
Rotten minds in a world that forgot.
The TV’s nothing but a stage,
The weather’s good, but men are plague.
No cure, no hope, no saving grace,
Just burning trash and a dead rat race.

(Bridge)

Black or white? It’s all just grey.
Sweetest lies, the truth decays.
I laugh out loud, ‘cause none of it fits,
Just a clown who fucking hates this skit.
Play me a song for the final collapse,
No one moves, but all still clap.
I spit on the script, I tear down the set,
Choke it down or take the fall,
No escape, no choice at all

(Chorus)

I know this steak ain’t real,
But my brain still says, "It tastes."
What the fuck is knowledge worth,
If the truth just leaves me razed?
I know that the steak ain’t real,
But my brain says, "It tastes right."
So I laugh while you all pretend,
As your world drowns in endless night.
I know this steak ain’t real,
But my brain still says, "It tastes."
So I laugh while you all burn,
Watching your world fucking waste.
I feel that Cypher was right,
but once know theres no way back.
Morpheus just another drug dealer,
but his shit is worse than crack


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