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