Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin - Modern Mystery | Текст песни

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• Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin
• Modern Mystery

It’s a pointless, small place
on a map in outer space.
Every second, everyday you’re gone.
I’ve got a job that I can’t keep working on.
Yeah.

I think you are so anointed,
that’s why you get so disappointed.
I swear you are so important.
Nothing you do is pointless.
Yeah.

There is no modern mystery,
no mystic chords of memory.
There is no modern mystery,
we’re making up our history.

You’re not so right, i don’t hear you say no.
You’re not so right, i don’t hear you say no.

You could really put me in my place,
on a map in outer space.
you’ve got a real cool constitution,
and that’s a come one,
but it’s not an illusion.

There is no modern mystery,
no mystic chords of memory.
There is no modern mystery,
we’re making up our history.

There is no modern mystery,
no mystic chords of memory.
There is no modern mystery,
we’re making up our history.

There is no modern mystery,
no in-between ancestry.
I didn’t mean to hurt ya.
Thought I was dumb, but I heard ya.

There is no modern mystery,
no mystic chords of memory.
There is no modern mystery,
we’re making up our history.

Why do we fight with each others shadows?
You’re not so right, i don’t hear you say no.
You’re not so right, i don’t hear you say no.
You’re not so right, i don’t hear you say no.