Dear Mister Feeder There's a couple things you need to know if You wanna be part of the team and win all night
Yeah, I feel your pain 3 deaths down the drain You keep forgetting to buy wards when you go back to lane I try to be polite And tell you not to fight Try not to feed Try-try not to feed
It's like a 4v5 'Cause you're never alive There's just no stopping you, you're going ham and always die But now it's much too late You're gonna start to rage Sing along with me, Sing-sing along with me (hey)
Oh can't you see that you're feedin them like crazy But if you listen then maybe We will actually win a fight
Dear Mister Feeder There's a couple things you need to know if You wanna be part of the team and win all night Dear Mister Feeder There's no need to be mad when you're playin' Look on the bright side, yeah we'll make things right
Let me tell you straight I always see you chase And then they catch you in their jungle and you die again It's best to let them go You know I told you so Don't disagree Just don't disagree
I'll keep telling you that we still have a chance (hey) You'll keep doubting me but you gotta stop stressin' Don't worry 'bout your deaths We'll take care of the rest Try not to feed Just try not to feed