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News, drug abuse to the future and
The hypocrites cry:
Who dies next?
And I tell you a story from the underground;
Nothing funny about
Get down to get hyped
Kill me and no one's gonna miss me
Feel the heat of the highway
To the car to the key of reality, forward
More and more and more and there's no way back
Bored I am, yes I can
(You may not count in the new world order!)
And now it's time to die 'cause I can see the sun
The end is near I'm feeling high
How fast can I run?
Risin', risin' to the top
The bids are ready to be dropped
One, two, three and four
Got the joker, shoot the score
Speed! (Just to believe it!)
Speed! (Just to believe it!)
Speed! (Just to believe it!)
Speed!
Speed! (Just to believe it!)
Speed! (Just to believe it!)
Speed! (Just to believe it!)
Speed!
Speed! Speed!
Speed! Speed!
Speed! Speed!
Speed! Speed!
Tomorrow, tomorrow, always tomorrow
There is no future in the western dreamin'
We feel it, we beat 'em
(It's too late to create a new world)
Alternative living, ought we give it a chance
Water the problem's solution
No solution if you can't use it
And then I heard the siren of the police
My blood went up to 90 degrees
You can't see white cats in the snow
Could never be, how low can you go?
Risin', risin' to the top
The bids are ready to be dropped
One, two, three and four
Got the joker, shoot the score
Speed! (Just to believe it!)
Speed! (Just to believe it!)
Speed! (Just to believe it!)
Speed!
Speed! (Just to believe it!)
Speed! (Just to believe it!)
Speed! (Just to believe it!)
Speed!
Speed! Speed!
Speed! Speed!
Speed! Speed!
Speed! Speed!
coolmaxguy tarafından 2025-11-09 tarihinde eklendi✕
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Writer(s): Alexander Wilke, Alec Empire, Alex Empire
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