Текст песни Mystery Girl

She probably still keeps herself inside herself

Her head it ruled her heart with a tune I'll never hear

Summer, like self-portraits we were hit or miss

Never the same hues twice

The second layer's applied before the first one's were even rendered

I guess her wall's still high and wide

With the writing on the inside

Its meaning's reapplied to who's in fashion

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Time's a perfect crime for a mystery girl

The veil distorts the rhyme for a mystery girl

Somewhere tonight a lonely shadow's painting in the rain

And most of what is captured will be in vain
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You try to keep away the dogs of memory

The hungry and the restless ones just come at different angles

A cigarette at midnight in a slow, dark room

And they're scratchin' at your door

The corner of your mind you pared to eloquence now rambles

And the rain sounds like a freight train

Don't it always come the same

When your hunger meets the pain of her resilience

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I guess her wall's still high and wide

With the writing on the inside

Its meaning's reapplied to who's in fashion

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