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She's needing someone...

I listen to you breathe
Breath from empty lungs
You're buzzing me in my ear
And chewing on my tongue

Tangerines are frail
I fear this lust for a girl
You're lying on your back
Asking me to shut up

How much can we take
And still be intact?
It's all over, it's too late
We have to face the fact

How much can we take
And still be intact?
It's all over, it's too late
We have to face the fact

How much can we take
And still be intact?
It's all over, it's too late
We have to face the fact

How much can we take
And still be intact?
It's all over, it's too late
We have to...