Love of the game (ft. Kasane Teto)

I'd run it all back for the love of the game! A song about the nostalgia of games and how we play less and less as we grow older. Last song before I go on a quick break! I honestly had so much fun making the song, lyrics and music video for this. This might be my proudest work yet and I hope all of you enjoy this too! Did a mix of recording, animation, and motion design. I just recorded a few games that I had on my computer already installed. Art: Me Animation: Me Editing: Me Song: Me Vocals: Kasane Teto #kasaneteto Lyrics: If I had one chance to turn back the time I'd run it all back for the love of the game I used to click heads so effortlessly nobody compared movement felt so natural practically sliding through the air But now responsibilities take up my time Cant get back on the grind Lost my fun times, lost my leisure nights, what else to say wish for the simpler days My passion for games was immeasurable Losing that love felt impossible But then I grew old and slowly declined lost the battle to the passage of time I've lost my old touch I've lost the feels The way my hand glides, across the playing field I've lost the speed that My fingers could yield I wish I could get back, my youthful ideals I miss the feeling I miss the fire The ever consuming, growing desire I miss the heat from My heart set aflame I'd run it all back for the love of the game Full squad, almost all the time, causing chaos Basking in the vibes Having fun when nothing else mattered, meaningless talks Oh what wonderful times Games and calls no longer part of our lives, becoming distant memories Can't stay up all night With my friends, we're growing further apart, laughter grows scarce This cannot be right My passion for games was immesurable Losing that love felt impossible But then I grew old and slowly declined lost the battle to the passage of time I've lost my old touch I've lost the feels The way my hand glides, across the playing field I've lost the speed that My fingers could yield I wish I could get back, my youthful ideals I miss the feeling I miss the fire The ever consuming, growing desire I miss the heat from My heart set aflame I'd run it all back for the love of the game I crave the feeling I crave the fire The ever consuming, growing desire I crave the heat from My heart set aflame I'd run it all back for the love of the game