Mystery man, always running
The shadows are the place that he calls home
In disguise, he's a secret agent
His collars up, his hat is turned low
What's his game, what does he believe
He doesn't say too much and not too loud
Well he's moving around, he is always changing
A different face for each and every crowd
Is that where his faith goes
The man that no one really knows
Seems his faith just comes and goes
East of hell, west of heaven
It's a no man's land where he seems to have gone
Well he's hiding out, is he a double agent
You just don't know whose side that man is on
Is that where his faith goes
The man that no one really knows
Seems his faith just comes and goes

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