

(screaming guitar)
We don't support your digital future Keeping our physical discs on the
shelf In twenty-twenty-eight you want to erase us
Just to stack up all your corporate wealth
You don't care about the players no more (no more)
Back in ninety-five you cared about us Now in twenty-twenty-six you sold
your trust Took our movies,
locked the digital store We don't own what we buy anymore
(we don't own it)
You waited for the pre-orders to clear
Took five hundred movies and made them disappear You greedy corporation,
you only chase the green Coldest profit machine we've ever seen
Go to hell
and shut the fuck up
Shove your digital future up your ass (shove it up your ass)
Back in ninety-five you cared about us Now in twenty-twenty-six you sold
your trust Took our movies,
locked the digital store We
don't own what we buy anymore
(we don't own it)
We don't support your digital future (no we don't) Keep your hands
off our physical games