Tangerines کے بول

When my head's too long at ease My senses have cruel memories Tangerines still taste like Christmas I was rifling through your kitchen Bleeding is subtle and pain Is dull in the bowels The bleeding is subtle and pain Is dull in the core Goddamn, something's been bothering me I can't wrestle it from the air I thought this was a secret that only I ever knew Somebody else was there Remnants of self from years ago Keep calling in favors that I owe Nostalgia, please, sign the petition Write me out of the next edition The bleeding is subtle and pain Is dull in the bowels Bleeding is subtle and pain Is dull in the core Goddamn, something's been bothering me It don't come around until it's gone I thought this was a secret that only I ever knew Somebody else was there All along All along All along All along All along All along Goddamn, something's been bothering me I can't wrestle it from the air I thought this was a secret and I never knew Somebody else was there Goddamn, something's been bothering me It don't come around until it's gone I thought this was a secret and I never knew Somebody else was there All along Now what sort of news do you have? It's not bad news is it? You know I can't take bad news