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Four to one, it's when you get there Tyranny, it's who's going down A half-mast crowd, and these bodies fall (One by one) These screams ring loud Try to run, but you'll get nowhere Time is lost, it's you who's meaningless Fake that smile, and soon you'll feel (All alone) These screams ring loud Oh dboids, droids, droids This is my turn on the intercom, Built in ceiling speaker Telling you to wake up Rock my body Sense of wanting something better Sense of wanting something else Relief comes with consent and indifference Aus Songtexte Mania