When I look in the backpack
I can't believe what I see
Tell me, who's that funky scout
Staring back at me
Broken, beaten down
Can't even look around
Without a working mouse
I fall and crit the ground
Shivering in the cold
I'm bitter and alone

Excuse the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
I shouldn't complain
I should have no feeling
Cos feeling is pain
As every weapon i need
Is denied me
And every unusual I want
Is taken away from me
But who do I got to blame?
Nobody but me

And I don't wanna be an f2p anymore
It's been a year or two since I was out on the server
playing death run, killing tryhards all the night
It's time I got back to the good life
It's time I got back, it's time I got back
And I don't even know how I got off the track
I wanna go back, yeah!

Screw this crap, I've had it!
I ain't no friendly anymore
I'm a chicken, I'm a dog
So excuse me if I drool
I ain't gonna hurt nobody
Ain't gonna cause a scene
Just need to admit
That I want guns in my game
Hear me (hear me) I want guns in my game

I don't wanna be an f2p anymore
It's been a year or two since I was out on the server
playing deathr run, killing tryhards all the night
It's time I got back to the good life
It's time I got back, it's time I got back
And I don't even know how I got off the track
I wanna go back, yeah!

I wanna go back, I wanna go back
And I don't even know how I got off the track
It's time I got back, it's time I got back
And I don't even know how I got off the track
I wanna go back, yeah!

And I don't wanna be an f2p anymore
It's been a year or two since I was out on the floor
playing death run, killing tryhards all the night
It's time I got back to the good life
It's time I got back, it's time I got back
And I don't even know how I got off the track
It's time I got back, it's time I got back
And I don't even know how I got off the track
I wanna go back (I wanna go back)