Title: "Philling the Void"
(Verse 1)
Oh, Phil Spencer, don't make me weep,
Your words are like promises I long to keep,
But now I hear rumors, and they're hard to ignore,
That our exclusive games will walk out the door.
(Chorus)
Phil's feelings, they cut like a knife,
As I watch my Xbox dreams take a dive,
Oh, Phil's feelings, they're heavy as lead,
I'm a fan left hanging by a thread.
I can't stop Philling the void you've made.
(Verse 2)
I remember the days of Halo and Forza,
On Xbox consoles, we were the boss-a,
But now the thought of those games on PlayStation,
Leaves my heart in a state of devastation.
(Chorus)
Phil's feelings, they cut like a knife,
As I watch my Xbox dreams take a dive,
Oh, Phil's feelings, they're heavy as lead,
I'm a fan left hanging by a thread.
I can't stop Philling the void you've made.
(Bridge)
Oh, Phil, can't you see the tears in our eyes?
We're loyal fans, but it's hard to disguise,
The pain of knowing our exclusives may stray,
To the land of the rivals, and away from our play.
(Chorus)
Phil's feelings, they cut like a knife,
As I watch my Xbox dreams take a dive,
Oh, Phil's feelings, they're heavy as lead,
I'm a fan left hanging by a thread.
I can't stop Philling the void you've made.
(Outro)
So Phil Spencer, hear our plea,
Keep our exclusives where they're meant to be,
For in the world of gaming, we hold our ground,
But losing our Xbox gems, it's a loss profound.