Throwing Out The Mail
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Throwing Out The Mail
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Throwing out the mail cause the winter's calling
I make plans to see you
But there's always something
Phone's never ringing
But my diary is empty
My suspicion's in my hand
And I feel lady justice has her hands in the muck
Teaching more than I have been taught
And it's getting heavy
But I won't give up
Times like this I'm a little watchful
A little more pronounced
She propositions and I sway
I sway my hands
Every thought directs the show
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Lunatic Wolf performs "Throwing Out The Mail", and this lyric page sits inside the Lunatic Wolf catalog on LyroVerse.
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