Cold night
Snowed in
Called it
Staring through the ceiling
While you sound like somebody else
Thinking about somebody else
I'm thinking about you thinking
About somebody else
Searching for safety
Lately it feels like a conversation
Between me and you and somebody else
I'm thinking about you thinking
About somebody else
Maybe i can die for your sins babe,
Maybe i can't
Run from the garden of eden as fast as you can
Whispering to me like a serpent guiding my hands
Run from the garden of eden as fast as you can
Stood behind, strung along
Like a dog, chasing your own tail
But you just don't get it
It's the mind of somebody else
I'm thinking about you thinking about somebody else
Used to feel sacred, now it all feels faded
Now it all feels jaded, like we're somebody else
I'm thinking about me thinking about somebody else
Maybe i can die for your sins babe,
Maybe i can't
Run from the garden of eden as fast as you can
Whispering to me like a serpent guiding my hands
Run from the garden of eden as fast as you can
Picking fruit up off the tree
A little taste of something sweet
I just need a little piece
I just need a little peace
Picking fruit up off the tree
A little taste of something sweet
I just need a little piece
I just need a little peace
Maybe i can die for your sins babe,
Maybe i can't
Run from the garden of eden as fast as you can
Whispering to me like a serpent guiding my hands
Run from the garden of eden as fast as you can
As fast as you can
Run from the garden of eden as fast as you can
As fast as you can