Mystery

Has your freedom been lost?
How you feel when you're lost, how?
How'd you mean to behave,
As you dug your own grave?
I didn't mean to be a waste,
And hold you down
But here we are
Here I start to find my place and I
Try and find some space or time to
Get back in the midst of things
Still maintaining the mystery
But it don't mean the same shit to me
Speak less do more
But me and the pack coming out at night
Just to howl
Cuz the wolves we're hungry
We want it now
But here we are
And here I start to find my place and I
Try and find some space or time to
Get back in the midst of things
Still maintaining the mystery
And I'm still maintaining the mystery
Still cool, still cold, still cool, still cold
Still cool