“Get Autobalanced,” ft. the Lonely Skybox

Lock eyes from across the room Down my Bonk! while the rockets boom Strafe your shots and hug your face So your own sentry kills you in my place Make my way through the enemy lines When a revved-up heavy I suddenly find Move in close, let the baseball fly My scattergun fires and the angels cry Leave your base go back to mine Intel papers fluttering behind The winning cap’s what I’ve got instore Gloat over chat that I want some more And I GET AUTOBALANCED I really don’t get how that pyro was there I passed four of… [Continue Reading]

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