Released: June 16, 2015

Songwriter: Magine Brad Hargreaves Kryz Reid Stephan Jenkins

Producer: Stephan Jenkins

Someone's basement party
Black lit and cross-dressed
She's a circus girl in a shower of oranges
She's a fabulous mess
And I wasn't quite at my best when I said
You look like you never leave California

I felt my fingers inching towards you oh so slow
We've got room to grow, we've got room to grow
Now I want to find out all the things your chaos brings
There's something in you I believe in
Cause there’s something in you I believe in

I can't see the floor, from the clothes from the night before
And we lay in a bed that's never made
When she lets herself go, she's like no one you'll ever know
It was true then what I said to you a long time ago
We've got room to grow, we got room to grow
And I'll take you in no matter what your chaos brings
There's something in you I believe in

There's something in you I believe in
There's something in you I believe in

[Chorus]
Something in you I believe in
Something in you I believe in
Something in you I believe in
Something in you I believe in

Third Eye Blind

Third Eye Blind from San Francisco Mission District Mostly guitars with other things knocking around Riffs and deep beats Lyrics are expanded in a kinda hip hop way That wrong thing you’re not supposed to say- we say it Black on Black pretty much from the beginning It took us so long to get things this way but it really feels like we are underway now Jacked on coffee we are a fabulously disorganized bunch We seek impact with friends try to surf whenever we can dirty jokes looking out for each other we have eyes and a voice so no surprise when we speak the fuck up We care about shit No sequencers no backing tracks not a DJ group We believe in the gathering power of music Guess you could say we are a motherfucking rock band Born in shadow, made of lions, loud as fuck