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Renny Conti - Email lyrics

Artist: Renny Conti

album: might.bail


I fill a complain
In my mail post
Next to Mary at hotel
Piece of physical spender
I checked my email
Five days since I was last required
You asked if I've been killing time
And why I shit my hand?
These days, I'm talking like
To an empty house basement, so I
Though, why's this feels so wrong?
Arrives through the grown
And standing on the time-on

We got nowhere
The neither called you
But I was outside of the board
With same reason, waiting
I spent the whole night
Playing Portal Fortress
Know when you were flocks of ray
And knowing I was too
These days, I'm talking rude
Just to hear the sound first from ears
Then, why's this feels so wrong?
My wife soon overcome
In sanctimony, time was fast spent
Years to come
Then, why's this feels so wrong?
Waiting for my turn
Crying from my phone

If I spent years alone
Then, why's this feels so wrong?
Waiting for my turn
Crying from my phone

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