Spin (ENGLISH COVER)

waving the flies away my face unwavering i gaze at the barren waste i strain my eyes to the far horizon and the sounds of our race scorching in the sun the rising temperature is boiling up my blood i take the past with me as i run into the future like a train yoall this skill i got is infinite i know the formula to help me gain my tusk going far beyond the competition evry time i hit i get my style up never pass the path of gold evrything is moving slow time to cross the final stage inside my soul im at large spinning spinning thats the way it always been in my brain when excitement hits i just cant aim me and lunacy could dance all dayayy spinning spinning though the scenery is never changing i desire still to take it all in all i want is to be captivated