A Casual Stroll in ARAM

Chorus

Five friends, one cursed game

Not ranked, not serious, just All random, all mid.

The mode that destroys friendships faster than Teemo shrooms.

Drop

They lose some, they win some.

But every match feels like a coin toss thrown into hellfire.

Verse 2

Tanks? Absolute gods.

They dive into the tower, eat seventeen ults,

and still walk away like it’s a casual stroll.

Mages? Weak. Pathetic.

One combo, no mana, dead weight.

Pre-Chorus

Yet the group keeps coming back.

For the chaos, the yelling, the broken balance.

For the one game where somehow, against all odds,

they stomp the enemy team and feel like gods.

Chorus

And tomorrow?

They’ll queue again.

Because that’s the curse of All random, All mid.

you hate it, you love it, and you can’t stop playing.

Drop

They lose some, they win some.

But every match feels like a coin toss thrown into hellfire.