In This Place [Italian translation]

What can it be that calls me to this place today?

This lawless car ballet, what can it be?

Am I a baby pigeon sprouting wings to soar?

Was that a metaphor for something more?

Now I'm flying, my spirit's climbing

As I'm called through this fog of mace

My body, my spirit aligning in this

In this place called Slaughter Race

Slaughter Race

What would you say if it turns out that I'll stay?

Would it be okay?

Here in this place?

'Cause you know that I love these falling wires, dumpster fires, burning tires

Everything that I desire

Everything that I desire

Now I'm flying, my spirit's climbing

As I'm called through this fog of mace

My body, my spirit aligning in this

In this place called Slaughter Race

Slaughter Race

I know that I should go, but

I really don't want to yet

I really don't want to yet

I know that I should go, but

I really don't want to yet

I really don't want to yet

There's nothing like Slaughter Race

Slaughter Race

It's only here in Slaughter Race

Only here in Slaughter Race

Only here in Slaughter Race

It's only here in Slaughter Race

• Artist:Ralph Breaks the Internet (OST)
• Album:Ralph Breaks the Internet (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)