Jacob Thomas Jr. original sin

Destiny smiled down on me
My little seed or tall tree
I guess we'll see
I guess we'll see
I got fortune seeping from my veins
Like a white, hot needle with a bloodred stain
Above the free you stole from me
Here we go again
It's original sin
A kiss on the lips and a cut on the cheek
Open up your shirt for me
I wanna taste what your daddy raised
Mystery of mysteries
She whispers to me soft and sweet
What came first
The promise or the curse?
Here we go again
It's original sin
Lost at [?] pride at life
A glance shed with my neighbor's wife
I know it's wrong
But she leads me home
Forbidden is the sweetest fruit
Danglin' from the tree of youth
Of course it's right
But it just ain't right
Here we go like no one knows it
Almost over at the inn of original sin