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I've got a few true friends making stakes by my side Give me the odds, odds don't mean a thing to me We slam the door behind Heading for year 99 Taking back the ground like chronic thieves Don't like the pace cuz it's too slow We make our stakes in a shabby casino And all these people I've seen them grow I've seen them come back in a row And so we hope for a seven And as the dices stop the role We're patiently watin' And so we hope for a seven That's how we do it We're accelerating And as the dices are rolling, bouncing on the floor They're making way thru a layer of dust And now I understand As the dices left my hand Got nothing to rely on but my trust Aus Songtexte Mania