Sung to the tune Addicted to Love
Addicted To Loot
(With sincere apologies to Robert Palmer)
The Raid is on, but you're not home
Your mind, is not your own
Your hands sweat, your body shakes
Another drop, is what it takes
You can't sleep, you can't eat
Ya gotta grind, you're in deep
Your throat is tight, you can't breathe
Some phat drop, is all you need
Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah
It's closer to the truth I guess the point isnât moot
You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to loot
Youâre runnin round, at SoW speed
That Grummus flag, you still need
Your heart beats, in double time
Another nuke, and you'll be mine, until we get to Time
You can't be saved
You ran the wrong way, now invis will fade
Now at the Raid you get that itch
You shout out, âGive me phat lewt, bitch!â
Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah
It's closer to the truth I guess the point isnât moot
You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
[break]
The Raid is gone, you're on your own
That sweet drop, you do not own
You're blood boils, your teeth grind
That l337 No Drop, it will be mine!
Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah
It's closer to the truth I guess the point isnât moot
You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Addicted To Loot
(With sincere apologies to Robert Palmer)
The Raid is on, but you're not home
Your mind, is not your own
Your hands sweat, your body shakes
Another drop, is what it takes
You can't sleep, you can't eat
Ya gotta grind, you're in deep
Your throat is tight, you can't breathe
Some phat drop, is all you need
Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah
It's closer to the truth I guess the point isnât moot
You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to loot
Youâre runnin round, at SoW speed
That Grummus flag, you still need
Your heart beats, in double time
Another nuke, and you'll be mine, until we get to Time
You can't be saved
You ran the wrong way, now invis will fade
Now at the Raid you get that itch
You shout out, âGive me phat lewt, bitch!â
Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah
It's closer to the truth I guess the point isnât moot
You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
[break]
The Raid is gone, you're on your own
That sweet drop, you do not own
You're blood boils, your teeth grind
That l337 No Drop, it will be mine!
Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah
It's closer to the truth I guess the point isnât moot
You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot
Might as well face it, you're addicted to loot