Subjects are thrown around the room
Looking for the ones that got away
A feeling of soft anticipation
Another confrontation I won't make
But how do we do it
We turned into something else entirely
We fake it
But I wanted it so desperately to be real

Run, run, holding on to some pieces that you left behind
Hold now, as I walk away, you're the one that finds me out
Run from the only thing left that I hold close

I'll be letting you in
You've got the feeling you've been followed under your skin
It will be weighing on your shoulder, believe it.
If I could express it in a different dialect or in a delicate way
I'd capture the phrases inside the cage beneath my chest
And keep it locked for days
I wanted you so desperately to believe me

Run, run, why are you running from another conversation?
Someone that I've been planning on, you're the one that finds me out.
There's nowhere, now I found you, that I won't go.

I'm always letting you in.
You've got the feeling you've been followed under your skin.
It will be weighing on your shoulder.
You've got that seed in you.
You've got that seed in you.

Run, run, what are you running from?
Let all your small steps expose your secrets.
You don't have to speak for me to believe it.
But what do you mean?

Shaken and faint, you've got the feeling
you've been followed under your skin.
It will be weighing on your shoulder.
You've got that seed in you.
You've got that seed in
I'm letting you in.
You've got the feeling you've been followed.
Are you listening to anything I've said?
You've got that seed in you.

Shaken and faint, it was the hardest thing to swallow.
Pretending you don't miss me.
You've got that seed in you.
You've got that seed in

While letting you in, I'll be thinking about tomorrow.
And every time we cross those lines.
You've got that seed in you.
You've got that seed in

Oh no, as I walk away, everyone had found me out.

Writer : BECKETT, WILLIAM/CARDEN, MICHAEL/MROTEK, ANDY
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing