Mystery - Chad Gracey Chad Taylor Edward Kowalczyk Live Patrick Dahlheimer

My ammunition won't load into my gun

My inhibitions they fall like the weight from a stone

You lead my heart away like a homeless dusted fool

Somehow this dime store ring still shines like a diamond to you

Oh how it deepens

Oh how it deepens

Your mystery

Keeps on turnin' me on

Your mystery

Thought I knew the rules thought I held it in my hand

Thought I was bulletproof till the blood pooled up in the sand

Are you a satellite a shooting star or a dove

Did we put you way up there or did god send you down from above

Oh how it deepens

Oh how it deepens

Your mystery

Keeps on turnin' me on

Your mystery

Burns me up like the sun

Your mystery

Mine eyes have seen the glory of a love that does transcend

Mine eyes have seen the worst inside of man

And fear is like a fallen bridge broken from an edge

And the proof is in the bloodshot eyes of the one who failed to see

Your mystery

Keeps on turnin' me on

Your mystery

Burns me up like the sun

Your mystery

Keeps on turnin' me on

Your mystery

Burns me up like the sun

Your mystery