Mystery man

by crying and dieing inside   Apr 1, 2007


Who is this mystery man
he seems to understand me
of he i am a fan
to him my words run freely

who is this mystery man
of whom i want to meet
can he be in a band
behind him is his fleet

who is this mystery man
of course its you
not my love, damn
my words are true

who is this mystery man
i wish he'd disappear
be buried by the sand
its he i do fear

for this mystery man is not a mystery
he is my past, my history
i tried to shake him free
but he seems to want to follow me

till the end of my dying day
i want to say
this mystery man of mine
no one will find

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