Champs Lyrics

Champs lyrics

The race of champions, the pace the pace The speed the need, the need to seed
The chance to die Another dead don't cry, another dead don't cry You've still
got speed, you'll maybe bleed But that's next time Less time than before, more
speed than before You're rich not poor, what are you doing it for? Want more
want more Another dead don't cry, another dead don't cry Indeed it's speed, to
feed from speed Doing it all the time