Space Bro. I want to believe.

Waist my life away with many regrets?
No one in this dying town got no pride left.
They just fill up the bars with their hot air, all looking for some money and some pitty to share.
So I'll spend a "million" years just drinking my shame,
instead I'm interrupted by this "memory game"
He said we knew each other in some other life.
I guess I might just humor him, it ain't no strife, no?
Space Bro Space Bro matrix dream.
Encrypted files that hackers read.
If we could crack this code and find out what it all means.

((credit to: Broadway Karka))