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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"
On the other side of the nile x3
We'll drive around for a while