Eden

Fight it, ignore it, cut holes in the floor,
And bury your worries till they find a cure.
For lovers and leavers and desperate believers,
We're not in a hurry, oh that is for sure.

Time is running out
It's time to lock all your doors and hide
No running from the fight
We can pretend, we can pretend

Are we repeating the garden of Eden?
Are we confessing our selves to be free
When, there's snakes shaped like demons
They're on every tree and,
They're offering wages for sinners like me

Time is running out
It's time to lock all your doors and hide
No running from the fight
We can pretend, we can pretend

Time is running out
It's time to lock all your doors and hide
No running from the fight
We can pretend,

This is the golden age
and we are all okay...
Time is running out,
It's time to lock all your doors and hide
No running from the fight
We can pretend..