What If I Sped Lyrics - Primitive Radio Gods
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 number
I 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 oil
What 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
Human hands on laboring machines
And a hate of doubt consumption can't deliver
Take a number
I 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 oil
What 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
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