CHORUS:
The levelling's old, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
the morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey, but my Great Axe in the hall
it reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad My levelling's old, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
the morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey, but my Great Axe in the hall
it reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
VERSE 1:
Dear Mir, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two e-mails back in autumn
You must not have got 'em
It probably was a problem at the server or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, damn it, what's been up man, how's the new update?
My current version's getting old, I need to get another
If I have an update, guess what I'm-a call it? I'm-a name it mir1213b_withsound.exe.
I read about your lag problem too, I'm sorry
I had a friend go broke over the prices of latest modems.
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan.
I even got the URL for the website that you did back in Japan.
I got a desktop full of your screenshots and your downloads, man.
I like the stuff you did with Wemade too, that stuff was fat.
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat
Truly yours, your biggest fan, this is HawkWynde.
CHORUS:
My levelling's old, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
the morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could itd all be grey, but my Great Axe in the hall
it reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
VERSE 2:
Dear Mir, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have the chance.
I ain't mad, I just think it's a bit off that you don't answer fans.
If you didn't want to talk about my missing items you didn't have to
but you could have sent a patch fix for Matthew.
That's my little brother, man. He's only 6 years old.
We waited in the blistering cold in Bichon Wall for a GM for 4 hours and no reply.
That's pretty brutal man, you're like his gamin' idol
He wants to work for you man, he likes you more than I do.
I ain't that mad, but I just don't like bein' lied to.
Remember on the support pages, you said if I write you
You would write back. See, I'm just like you in a way.
I never liked girl gamers neither.
I used to always cheat against my girl on FIFA 98 and beat her.
I can relate to what you're sayin' in your game.
So when I have a boring day, I drift away and login.
Cause I don't really got much else, so that stuff helps when I'm depressed.
I even got a tattoo with an Evil WhiteBoar across the chest.
Sometimes I even play on a PS2 to see how it feels.
It's like adrenaline. The pain is such a sudden rush for me.
See, everything you make is real, and I respect you 'cause you sell it.
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7.
But she don't know you like I know you, Mir, no one does.
She don't know what it was like for Warriors like us levelling up.
You've gotta call me man. I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose.
Sincerely yours, Hawk. PS: My account got hacked too.
CHORUS:
My levelling's old, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
the morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey, but my Great Axe in the hall
it reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
VERSE 3:
Dear Mr. "I'm too good to call or write my fans"
This'll be the last package I ever send you're ass.
It's been six months and still no word. I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last e-mails, I typed the addresses on
'em perfect.
So this is my cassette I'm sending you. I hope you hear it.
I'm on the Dreamcast now. I'm doing 90 on the MSR freeway.
Hey Mir, "I drank a fifth of vodka, ya dare me to drive?"
You know that song by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?
About that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning?
But didn't? Then Phil saw it all then at his show he found him?
That's kinda how this is. You could have sent me an update no problem.
Now it's too late. I'm on a Dreamcast and I'm felling drowsy.
And all I wanted was some lousy armor or ranged attack.
I hope you know I ripped all your Three Heroes pictures off the wall.
I love you Mir, we could have been together. Think about it.
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it.
And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it.
I hope your conscious eats at you and you can't breathe without me.
See Mir, (screaming) shut up Tao, I'm trying to talk
Hey Mir, that's my Tao girlfriend screaming in the trunk.
But I didn't kill her straight, I just gagged her, see I ain't like you.
'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too.
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at a bridge now.
Oh dear, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this form out?
{screeching tires, crashing sounds, car splashes into the water}
VERSE 4:
Dear HawkWynde, we meant to write you sooner, but we've just been busy.
You said your version's old now, how far gone is it?
Look, we're really flattered you would call your update that.
And here's an autograph for your brother: we wrote it on your Dragon Slayer.
We're sorry we didn't answer the phone, we must have missed you.
Don't think we did that stuff intentionally, just to diss you.
And what's this stuff you said about you like to play a Dreamcast too?
We say that stuff just clownin' dawg, c'mon, how mental is you?
You got some issues, HawkWynde, we think you need some counselin'
To help you're ass from bouncin' off the walls when you get down some.
And what's this stuff about us meant to be together?
That type of stuff'll make us not want us to meet each other.
We really think you and Mir need each other.
Or maybe you just need to treat it better.
We hope you get to read this letter.
We just hope it reaches you in time.
Before you hurt yourself, We think that you'd be doin' just fine
If you'd relax a little. We're glad that we inspire you, but HawkWynde
Why are you so mad? Try to understand that we do want you as a fan.
We just don't want you to do some crazy stuff.
We seen this one player on the news a couple weeks ago that made us sick.
The dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his Tao girlfriend in the trunk and she was out of MP and in bad nick.
In the car they found a subscription renewal form but it didn't say when it was due
Come to think about it...his name was...it was you.(Original lyrics by Eminem, Original Alterations by HawkWynde)
C'MON HOMIEZ JOIN THE MIR RAP!!
but great song man well done
*applause*
Smoothy Summon Taoist(23 Taoist)
