You're walking in the woods.
There's no one around,
And your phone is dead.
Out of the corner of your eye you spot him,
Sweaty Tryhard.
He's following you
About 30 feet back.
He gets down on all fours and breaks into a sprint.
He's gaining on you.
Sweaty Tryhard
You're looking for your car,
But you're all turned around.
He's almost upon you now
And you can see there's sweat on his face!
My god, there's sweat everywhere!
Running for your life
(From Sweaty Tryhard.)
He's brandishing a sword.
(It's Sweaty Tryhard.)
Lurking in the shadows
Blockgame Professional Sweaty Tryhard.
Living in the woods,
(Sweaty Tryhard.)
Killing for score,
(Sweaty Tryhard.)
Eating all the bodies
Actual, cannibal Sweaty Tryhard.
Now it's dark and you seem to have lost him,
But you're hopelessly lost yourself.
Stranded with a tryhard,
You creep silently through the underbrush.
A-ha! In the distance,
A small cottage with a light on.
Hope!
You move stealthily toward it,
But your leg! AH! It's caught in a bear trap!
Gnawing off your leg,
(Quiet, quiet.)
Limping toward the cottage,
(Quiet, quiet.)
Now you're on the doorstep,
Sitting inside, Sweaty Tryhard.
Sharpening an ax,
(Sweaty Tryhard.)
But he doesn't hear you enter,
(Sweaty Tryhard.)
You're sneaking up behind him.
Strangling blockgame player Sweaty Tryhard
Fighting for your life with Sweaty Tryhard,
Wrestling a sword from Sweaty Tryhard,
Stab it in his kidney.
Safe at last from Sweaty Tryhard.
You limp into the dark woods,
Blood oozing from your stump leg.
But you have won.
You have beaten Sweaty Tryhard.
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