Spawn Trap

[Intro] [Verse 1] Yeah, another hundred gigs just for the patch Log in, see the same old strings attached Another season, another endless grind For a recolored gimmick I left behind Lobby's full of ghosts with empty eyes Jumping corners, pre-aiming my demise Used to be a rush, a genuine release Now it's just a second job that never brings me peace [Pre-Chorus] The algorithm's got me in its sight Every match a final round, every single night Feel the pressure building, a vein about to pop It's the same damn map, it never stops, it never stops... [Chorus] THIS IS A CHROME-PLATED LIE! A digital cage where the memories die! BUY THE BATTLE PASS TO FEEL ALIVE! In the hollow-point flash of a soulless design! SPAWN. DIE. REPEAT THE PAIN! Washing my passion right down the drain! THIS ISN'T W*R, IT'S JUST A STAIN! A ghost of the thrill that I'll never feel again! [Verse 2] Check the killcam, see the same routine A dolphin-diving, slide-cancel god machine He's not having fun, he's just collecting stats With a twenty-dollar tracer pack for the rats Every hallway's locked, every angle's held By a carbon copy build that they bought and sold Sweat drips on the sticks, just to stay afloat This ain't a game no more, it's a footnote [Pre-Chorus] The algorithm's got me in its sight Every match a final round, every single night Feel the pressure building, a vein about to pop It's the same damn map, it never stops, it never stops... [Chorus] THIS IS A CHROME-PLATED LIE! A digital cage where the memories die! BUY THE BATTLE PASS TO FEEL ALIVE! In the hollow-point flash of a soulless design! SPAWN. DIE. REPEAT THE PAIN! Washing my passion right down the drain! THIS ISN'T W*R, IT'S JUST A STAIN! A ghost of the thrill that I'll never feel again! [Bridge] Remember basements? Split-screen nights? Just four of us under faded lights No connections dropped, no paid-for gear Just pure reaction, skill, and fear... Now I'm screaming at a server far away... Wishing I could go back to yesterday... [Breakdown] Every asset... every line of code... A calculated, soul-crushing overload... DELETE. THE. CODE. UNINSTALL. THE. LOAD. GIVE. ME. BACK. WHAT. I. WAS. OWED. [Chorus] THIS IS A CHROME-PLATED LIE! A digital cage where the memories die! BUY THE BATTLE PASS TO FEEL ALIVE! In the hollow-point flash of a soulless design! SPAWN. DIE. REPEAT THE PAIN! Washing my passion right down the drain! THIS ISN'T W*R, IT'S JUST A STAIN! A ghost of the thrill that I'll never feel again! [Outro]