MGMT - Mystery Disease download song

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Cut with perpetual unrest, don t sympathize with the mystery disease, the mystery disease
don t sympathize with the mystery disease
Pain in a dress too revealing, an old friend who likes what it sees, you see stars
A light touch, deep space sighs
Cut with perpetual unrest, the mystery disease Disease, deep space sighs
Emperors of history fall to their knees, snuffs my limited sapience Mystery, a light touch
You can t shake off the mystery disease, you can t shake off the mystery disease Mystery, and when the west wind sweeps through the leaves

meet in the street close to midnight
deep space sighs
consumed by a weakness
Tell your symptoms to me, you can t shake off the mystery disease, left in the dust of the mystery disease
An old friend who likes what it sees, what slips into the system Disease, snuffs my limited sapience
Waste what you need, and when the west wind sweeps through the leaves, all it is is a feeling
Trap what you want, meet in the street close to midnight

Tell your symptoms to me, a light touch
An old friend who likes what it sees, cut with perpetual unrest, snuffs my limited sapience
An old friend who likes what it sees, left in the dust of the mystery disease
waste what you need
Sweet like the end of a dream, it s not in any of the books you can read, you can t shake off the mystery disease
Black smoke as soon as the pressure s released, lovers in a past life, small fronds can t see the wood for the trees
it can t pay attention

the mystery disease
You see stars, a light touch
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, tell your symptoms to me
The mystery disease, all it is is a feeling Mystery, it s not in any of the books you can read
An old friend who likes what it sees, left in the dust of the mystery disease Disease, but what s one more to the mystery disease
small fronds can t see the wood for the trees

consumed by a weakness
emperors of history fall to their knees
sweet like the end of a dream
you can t shake off the mystery disease