Champs

[Verse 1] The taste of champions The pace, the pace The speed, the need The need to seed The chance to die [Chorus] Another dead, don't cry Another dead, don't cry You've still got speed You'll maybe bleed But there's less time [Verse 2] More speed than before Less time than before You're rich, not poor What are you doing it for? Want more, want more [Chorus] Another dead, don't cry Another dead, don't cry You've still got speed To feed from speed Doing it all the time