Letra de What if I Sped
So if you're tired of the race and all the winners Human hands on laboring machines And a hate of doubt consumption can't deliver Take a numberI want it new, and full of dread You're in the big house now, what if I sped?Here all living in this foreign soil Here all floating on the boiling oilWhat can I do? The sky is red You're in the big house now, what if I sped?You're in the big house now You're in the big house now You're in the big house now