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Mystery Disease - MGMT
It can't pay attention

What slips into the system
A light touch a whisper that puts you to sleep

Don't sympathize with the mystery disease

All it is is a feeling

Pain in a dress too revealing

A lost bond an old friend who likes what it sees
You can't shake off the mystery disease

Lovers in a past life

Meet in the street close to midnight

A last look sweet like the end of a dream

Then fall back into the mystery disease

Go on tell your symptoms to me

It's not in any of the books you can read
It's no fun to face what you don't get to be

But what's one more to the mystery disease

Floating impatience

Snuffs my limited sapience

Black smoke as soon as the pressure's released

Deep space sighs the mystery disease

Consumed by a weakness

Cut with perpetual unrest

You see stars sunsets blurred through a screen

Trap what you want waste what you need

And when the west wind sweeps through the leaves

Emperors of history fall to their knees
Small fronds can't see the wood for the trees

Left in the dust of the mystery disease