I know I stand in line, until you think you have the time
To play a game with me
And if we go Phoenix Worx, I know that there's no chance
I'll have to play with PeterC.
And afterwards we drop into a gameroom
And have a battle or two
And then I go and spoil it all, by doing something stupid
Like: "Comm Bombing you"
I can see it in your eyes, that you despise the same old strats
You saw the day before
And though it's just a flash rush to you, for me it's true
It never seemed so right before
I practice every day to find some clever bugs to play
To make the meaning come through
But then I think I'll wait until the metal stalls
And destroy your energy too
The time is right your destruction fills my head, the stars get red
And Mr.K's just done, shiny and new
And then I go and spoil it all, by doing something stupid
Like: "Comm bombing you"
("Comm bombing you, Comm bombing you,...")
