Read It Bigger

[Intro] Blue hills, bad eyes, long session [Verse] Sometimes the real final boss is font size And no, I’m not joking, I’m just getting wise Minimum text bigger, thank you kindly Now the menu isn’t trying to blind me Weapon display, selected only Because my back looked like a pawn shop, lonely Camera range, lookahead too Funny how comfort makes a game feel new [Pre-Chorus] Map gets cleaner Hands get light The road gets longer In the good way, right? [Chorus] Read it bigger See it far Half of love is knowing where you are Read it bigger Trim the noise A smoother setup makes a sharper choice [Verse] Keybinds wider, distant scenery better That’s patch-note poetry in practical weather Not flashy, not viral, just deeply right The kind of update that extends your night [Outro] Blue hills, clear text, less strain Sometimes comfort is the strongest gain