"East of Eden" is som som’s take on recession pop - yep, it’s got acoustic strumming, a house beat, and even whistling. But underneath the shiny euro-pop production is a hint of restlessness and anxiety that makes the contrast pop. You can’t tell if it’s the beginning or the end of the world, but either way, we’re dancing through it. lyrics I'm empty completely empty Fill me up with meaning Blend in We're not leaving 'til we get what we were promised As long as we're inside We are even Please don't get me Locked out of Eden I'm taking the apple Right from your hand God would not mind If he existed Every Minute Feels like Eternity A planet That's not turning We're floating on false endings As long as we're inside We are even Please don't get me Locked out of Eden I'm taking the apple Right from your hand God would not mind If he existed