Lyrics Miracle Of Sound

Miracle Of Sound

I Suck At Call Of Duty

I Suck At Call Of Duty

I suck... you suck

I suck at Call Of Duty

I try to run and gun yeah, MP5 or UMP

But every corner that I turn, somebody's shankin' me

I switch over to Noob-tube, RPG and Semtex class

But spend most of the game exploding my own stupid ass

They tell me I'm as useless as a stripper with no booty

My friend I'm inclined to agree 'cos I suck

[YOU SUCK!]

I suck at Call Of Duty!

[YOU SUCK]

I watch videos by Blame Truth. Thunder, Hutch, Seananners too

I get myself all psyched up thinkin' 'I can do that too!'

I get online and my excitement turns into dismay

I rage and swear as 10th prestiges kick my ass all day

They tell me I'm as useless as a stripper with no booty

My friend I'm inclined to agree 'cos I suck

[YOU SUCK!]

I suck at Call Of Duty!

Even when I think I'm in the zone

Still get sniped on Overgrown

No Scope, Quick-Scope - not a clue

Dyin's all I ever do, yeah

I certainly ain't Grizz

I try camping in a corner with a claymore and my rangers

But my hands start shakin' and my brain starts achin' at the very first sign of danger

I can Noob-Tube, tac-knife, M16-Red-Dot it's all the same

I'll still go minus 50 kills in every freakin game!

They tell me I'm as useless as a stripper with no booty

My friend I'm inclined to agree 'cos I suck

[YOU SUCK!]

I suck at Call Of Duty!

[There's no hope for me]

I suck at Call Of Duty!

[Can't even get a UAV]