| Dead man’s mail, send it back
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| Dead man’s mail, send it back
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| A letter in the post littering my floor
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| A letter of the past showed under my door
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| I don’t recognize that name, don’t live here
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| Don’t recognize that name
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| Maybe once lived here
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| Dead man’s mail, slit it down its guts
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| Dead man’s mail, take a look inside
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| A number spells his name, from birth to the grave
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| A number spells his name, from cradle to grave
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| Dead man’s mail
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| Everything starts to tilt, everything starts to fade
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| I recognize my name, everyone is afraid of
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| Dead man’s mail, send it back
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| Dead man’s mail, send it back
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| Dead man’s mail, send it back
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| Dead man’s mail, send it back |