Cars of Eden Songtext

Driving | around in | the cars of Eden
Filled up with patron saints and the faint smell of bleeding
Gaping mouths | are | screaming out for feeding
Planted a seed in | the back of your mind

Driving | around in | the cars of Eden
Filled up with patron saints sceaming sweat and steaming
Gaping mouths | are | screaming out for feeding | feeding

Pleading please don't leave me | out in the cold