Ode to Splitscreen
This is an ode, to the greatest era that gamings ever known
When you'd pack on the couch with your best friends instead of in your room alone
Before DLC and corporate greed, ravished through the industry
Leaving nothing but a hollow shell, of what had once been
So take me back to yesteryear with all my friends sardined in here
Eyes locked tight to a quarter screen, at least most of the time if you know what I mean
These nostalgic memories of adrenaline through my arteries
Trying to sneak in a screen peak, before that bastard snipes me
This is an ode to splitscreen
So sing along if your with me
I want it back, I want it back
It's all I ask
So if you're with me then, get up and dance
Fuck your season pass
Stop digging for profits and look to the past
We want back what we had
Stop stretching out content to make your games last
Shoot all your friends in the face
So take me back to yesteryear with all my friends sardined in here
Eyes locked tight to a quarter screen, at least most of the time if you know what I mean
These nostalgic memories of adrenaline through my arteries
Trying to sneak in a screen peak, before that bastard snipes me
This is an ode to splitscreen
So sing along if your with me
I want it back, I want it back
It's all I ask
So if you're with me then get up and dance
Fuck you EA
When you'd pack on the couch with your best friends instead of in your room alone
Before DLC and corporate greed, ravished through the industry
Leaving nothing but a hollow shell, of what had once been
So take me back to yesteryear with all my friends sardined in here
Eyes locked tight to a quarter screen, at least most of the time if you know what I mean
These nostalgic memories of adrenaline through my arteries
Trying to sneak in a screen peak, before that bastard snipes me
This is an ode to splitscreen
So sing along if your with me
I want it back, I want it back
It's all I ask
So if you're with me then, get up and dance
Fuck your season pass
Stop digging for profits and look to the past
We want back what we had
Stop stretching out content to make your games last
Shoot all your friends in the face
So take me back to yesteryear with all my friends sardined in here
Eyes locked tight to a quarter screen, at least most of the time if you know what I mean
These nostalgic memories of adrenaline through my arteries
Trying to sneak in a screen peak, before that bastard snipes me
This is an ode to splitscreen
So sing along if your with me
I want it back, I want it back
It's all I ask
So if you're with me then get up and dance
Fuck you EA
Credits
Writer(s): James Blicq
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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