[ Intro- Narrator’s voice] Welcome to the Game! Player 1 press start to begin! [Verse 1 ] I lace up the goggles, face like Daft Punk’s cousin, Reality’s ugly—so I’m dippin’, no discussion. Meta Quest 3 got me dancing in the void, Augmented my depression with a pixelated joy. I’m sideloaded, high-voted, glitched like a prophet, Even my black mirror’s got a filter—don’t knock it. I don’t jog, I blade-run through tutorials and traps, Scanning’ every floor for loot boxes, no cap. [Hook] This ain’t the matrix, it’s Zuck’s reptilian mixtape, Update your firmware, now it’s all of our fate. Ghost through walls, I missed the patch in the beta, File not found, looks like you need some more data [Verse 2 ] Click-click—two lenses, one third eye, Life line keeps the air thick with Wi-Fi Bootleg Oculus, grin like corrupted files, Tap out of realness, soft fade to denial, Monastic with bandwidth, sidequest insurgent, Mute the sponsors, and messages labeled urgent, I’m the VR Rasputin, mod menu messiah, Ghost in the patch, make the devs perspire. Friend’s avatars blending in all in with others Chatrooms make Tron look like Mario Brothers. Haptic gloves on, 3 senses deep. No sense of time and I forgot how to sleep. [Bridge ] They said, “Touch grass,” so I downloaded nature. Pixelated trees, don’t judge my behavior. They say we gone too far, but I’m feeling fine, Like I haven’t learned a thing from Sword Art Online [Hook] This ain’t the matrix, it’s Zuck’s reptilian mixtape, Update your firmware, now it’s all of our fate. Ghost through walls, I missed the patch in the beta, File not found, looks like you need some more data [Verse 3 ] Bought DLC to tweak my coded traits, Laugh in meme loops, glitch at my hates. Reality’s freemium, but trauma costs extra, Scroll through your memories like a movie director. We can create it from scratch, upload it to Tubi Go to Bigscreen and watch it as a 3-D movie I’m patched, repackaged, and memory-farmed, But at least in this headset, I don’t feel disarmed. [hook] This ain’t the matrix, it’s Zuck’s reptilian mixtape, Update your firmware, now it’s all of our fate. Ghost through walls, I missed the patch in the beta, File not found, looks like you need some more data [Outro] Mark’s in the backroom—scales under the suit, Downloading our memories as reality reboots. When I take it off…Everything’s low-res as hell… The people…don’t even render well... So I leave it on. [echoed voice] Forever. [end]
