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Mystery

I don’t really mind

if you’re telling lies

never break a promise

more than twice

I will find an open space

remembering the date

I don’t really mind at all

my heart’s an open gate

 

what could make you happy

only dream of gold

that is what you are my friend

a heart without a soul

 

and even if I speak

about a million times

you won’t make the profit

without a single crime

I don’t really care

if you’re telling tales

but never make a promise

that’s only meant to fail

 

what could make you happy

only dream of gold

that is what you are my friend

a heart without a soul

 

solo

 

maybe if I speak

about a million times

you can’t make the profit

without a crime

 

what could make you happy

only dream of gold

that is what you are my friend

a heart without a soul

 

never turn my back

never close my eyes

you are such a mystery

stranger than paradise

you are hotter than hell

you put a spell on me

I’m a slave to the mystery

that’s what you do to me

it’s what you do to me

oh it’s a mystery

what you do to me

it’s a mystery

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