What if I Sped - 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