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Yeah, I'm an R4 trying to hold this wreck together
Schedules, wars, and storms, coordinating bad weather
We build the plans, we make it fair
But half the crew just isn't there
(We try to make it fun, but the fun's gone numb)
We're juggling chaos while they're chewing gum
This job sucks (Yeah it does)
So be kind to your R4s and your R5, boss
No glory, no fame, just endless pain
Still we log in again and again
It's a thankless grind
Don't make us quit
Respect the ones who deal with this shit
Yeah!
(Yeah!)
Yeah!
It's buster day, shields up in three clicks flat
We've warned you ten times, what's up with that?
Boom!
There goes another unshielded base
Now we're cleaning up your digital disgrace
(We sigh, we cry, we die inside)
Just three taps away from staying alive
This job sucks (say it loud)
So be kind to your R4s and your R5, crowd
No bonus XP, no medal drop
We're just holding the line till our hearts pop
Hive lines crooked like a broken spine
I said straight lines not chaos design
Parkings art, not anarchy's game
Yet every base looks the fucking same
(We nudge, we beg, we realign)
But the hive still looks drunk every time (Yeah)
Then comes the R5, king of the storm
Taking all the heat, politics in swarm
Drama explodes, complaints never quit
The chat's on fire, they're done with it
(They smile, they snap, they hide the pain)
R5's thinking "never again!"
"Never again!"
"Never again!"
This job fucking sucks
We still stay tough
So be kind to your R4's and your R5, love
We bleed in pixels, we laugh through the pain
Tomorrow we'll do it all over again
Yeah, this job sucks
But we play the game, yeah!