He got into the game by hangin' with his friends
Now all he does is play without end
Used to be casual just every now and then
But now when he looks back at where the hours went
Spent more time trying to escape than live
Got no time for any relationships
All the friends he had he just control or delete ‘em
Fiending, forgetting what patience is
Can't wait, til he clicks lights out blinds down
Man-made eclipse in the place he sits
Either going crazy yelling or as quiet as a mouse
Old mates stop trying to take him out
Why go to the pub, he's happy at his own space bar
Place far away, in another world
A world that's much better, wow escape forever
Never anybody to monitor his obvious addiction
Honestly forgot it was odd he preferred the fiction
Only time he sees the wind blow
Is when he looks through Windows
But f** spending his whole life in a stupor
He's gotta get up and unplug - the computer
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