All around me are familiar corpmates
dictors bubbling, ships exploding
load up fleet comms and the FC's raging
going nowhere, going no where

missile spammage and our lasers firing
call out primaries, call out primaries
focus fire, he's at half armor
going down now, going down now.

CHORUS

And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad
that PL will drop supers and then lose them to subcaps
I want to whore a Killmail
Im only 10 jumps out
The tears that they are crying show me
that its just a, bad world

Ill go to lowsec and ill kill some pirates
Maybe Ransom, but probably kill them
go to highsec and ill can-flip miners
do incursions, and gank some haulers

Take their iskies and ill make them rage quit
No hard feelings, no hard feelings
Internet spaceships is serious business
they get stronger while the weak get weaker