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[Numbers] I don't wanna I don't wanna I don't wanna be by myself Be left on a shelf Oh yeah Your one and only life Ripped from the earth with these bare hands You dare Question the ritual Despite continual Threats of "gonna get you all" Nightmare We ride for miles and miles Following the howling of our prey Out there Reload our yellow rigs Scrambling for shelter Dig a void, decay 1 for the cockpit blues 2 for the Panzer crews 3 for the vast and molten sky Songtexte4 for the failed talks 5 for the knives and forks 6 for forbidden kicks All the yobbos in the sticks 1 for the flaming sun 2 for the location 3 for the martyrs and the stars 4 for the wind and sand 5 so you understand, so you understand [Many overlapping voices from here on] [Female] ...system overload ...data in time, time, time, time... [Kilbey] One, two, three, four [Kilbey] Enjoy that? [Female] Yeah, I did [???] Soon as the ??? [Kilbey] You should be able to tell that [Female] Well now I know [Kilbey] And now you're going to notice it How could he survive for that long ([Koppes?] magazines, education) How could he survive for that long Aus Songtexte Mania