Lyrics
The taste of champions
The pace, the pace
The speed, the need
The need to seed
The chance to die
Another dead, don't cry
Another dead, don't cry
You've still got speed
You'll maybe bleed
But there's... less... time
More speed than before
Less time than before
You're rich, not poor
What are you doing it for?
Want more, want more
Another dead, don't cry
Another dead, don't cry
You've still got speed
To feed from speed
Doing it... all... the time
