I used to question things no-one could answer, but only god
Stuck in-between the devil and my pastor I prayed a lot
Then he placed a plastic paper baggie tied up with string
He said fill it with the kisses of the broken hearted tangerine
I'm feeling so low
I'm feeling so low
Deus amat te
Tangerine what did you mean
I used to question things no-one could answer, but only god
Stuck in-between the devil and my pastor I prayed a lot
Then he placed a plastic paper baggie tied up with string
He said fill it with the kisses of the broken hearted tangerine
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