[Intro] [radio crackle, Geiger click] (Spawn beach. Rock in hand. Pray.) [808 swell] New day, new pain, new plan, let’s go [Verse 1] Spawn with a rock and a pocket of sand, I’m cooking a plan while I’m looting the can, I’m hitting a node with the sparkle spam, I’m timing the ticks like a metronome slam, I’m grub in the grass with a handmade bow tap two nakeds, recycle their clothes hemp farm route, make bandage rolls cold night biting through broken clothes Craft that spear, then a crossy, pros roofcamp Larry got scope on the road Outpost safe till I “accidentally” throw F1 kill, bag timer, misclick, woe Tier 1 bench in a twig 2x1 code lock claim and I pray we’re done no TC grief, keep the upkeep spun stone to the moon when the node runs fun Sulfur and charcoal marry for boom campfire stew, smell death in the room door camper cough in the dawn’s gray gloom double barrel roses go bloom-bada-boom Wipe day weekday, zerg clan next door M249 hum like a broken saw minicopter scuffs on the compound floor SAM site barking at a scrap helo roar [Hook] This game is insane, I swear it rewires my brain From beach rock pain to AK spray in the rain I build, get raided, rebuild, still chasing the same Wipe day, night grind, Rust life, welcome to pain This game is insane, TC beating like a vein Doors swing, codes ping, rockets sing through the frame If I lose it all, cool, I’ll queue it again Rust took my soul, but I queued it again [Verse 2] Oil Rig ding, heavy scientists drop green card, blue card, fuse box pop cargo ship circling, crate won’t stop Chinook locks crate at the lighthouse top Launch Site rad ticks lick my spine bradley on track with a thump and whine nade bait bait, then the HV mine peak from the cracks with the SAR in line Electric grid like a math class test switches and splitters in a wireframe nest windmill spin, battery rest turrets on peace mode facing the west Vending machine says “EZ Raid” I buy your salt with the scrap I made DB in bush, that ambush grade eoka goes click, other life gets saved Satchel RNG is a comedy act “beep, dud, boom,” base heart attack C4 carving a signature track rockets paint stories on armored black Door after door after core, we’re in bags on cool-down, spawn wave thin counter squad howling on roof for the win I die, I laugh, I type “gg” grin [Hook] This game is insane, I swear it rewires my brain From beach rock pain to AK spray in the rain I build, get raided, rebuild, still chasing the same Wipe day, night grind, Rust life, welcome to pain This game is insane, TC beating like a vein Doors swing, codes ping, rockets sing through the frame If I lose it all, cool, I’ll queue it again Rust took my soul, but I queued it again [Bridge] [beat drops, Geiger tick, distant heli] (Who took my horse. Why is the boar a raid boss.) Jackhammer jazz on a sulfur vein I’m rich, I’m poor, five minutes, same Bandit wheel spins, there goes the gain ten scrap in, now I own a plane Minicopter wobble like a newborn fawn fog eats map till the sun respawns dome parkour when my grip feels gone miss one jump and I’m back to the spawn [Final Hook] This game is insane, I swear it rewires my brain From beach rock pain to AK spray in the rain I build, get raided, rebuild, still chasing the same Wipe day, night grind, Rust life, welcome to pain This game is insane, TC beating like a vein Doors swing, codes ping, rockets sing through the frame Lose it all at dawn, then do it again Rust took my soul, so I queued it again [Outro] [stutter stop, radio click] (See you next wipe.)
