What If I Sped Lyrics

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