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Yeah Yeah Yeahs Mysteries My arms are all twisted, the only thing I miss is It's getting to sound like they've seen you around with her No mystery, no mystery, no mysteries Everyone knows the secretest code of mine Mystery, no mysteries, no mysteries No mystery, no mystery, no mysteries Well, I don't even know what it's like not to go back to you Stress, stress, stress, twist |
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