[Verse 1]
Cigarette fingers, ember stain
Incriminating notes on a paper chain
Did you ever get the feeling that you've been cheated?
I want to bust out, I've not been defeated
They're all straw bones, they hold no water
Got the whiplash smile, this gets harder
Time has wound down and now we've been cashed
Because half measures are all half-assed
How did we ever end up this way?
And I've gone numb in disarray
Cultivating our ignorance
Didn't we have some standards once?
I hate you and your cowboy boots
We wanted clever and we settled for stupid
Threw it all away, so indiscreet
Like a bad boyfriend, just a dirty little cheat

[Pre-Chorus]
It's a shallow, vicious state of mind
Like an angry chump getting dumped online
Give me back my photos, will you?
You fucking whore, I'll kill you!

[Chorus]
(Don't believe it) Don't believe a word
(Don't believe) Just keep on breathing
(Don't believe it) Cause pretty soon
(Don't believe) That good King George will wake up screaming

[Verse 2]
Our soundtrack is a soulless thing
Some dull ache replaced the sting
Rap stars brag about shooting each other?
Whatever happened to "brother, brother"?
We like thugs when they attack and
We like crime when it's black on black and
Isn't this you, cool hearted fake?
Isn't this more than you can take?

[Chorus]
(Don't believe it) Don't believe a word
(Don't believe) Just walk on by
(Don't believe it) Cause this moment will pass
(Don't believe) And then we all, can all get high and
(Don't believe it) Don't believe it
(Keep on dreaming) Just keep on breathing
(Don't believe it) Oh, pretty soon
(Don't believe) That good King George will wake up screaming

[Bridge]
Wake up screaming
Haha
Wake up screaming
Ohhh

Yeah!

[Verse 3]
Round up all the big linchpins
I hope we don't get fooled again
All sensation makes no sense
You got some insane confidence
I can't find myself, I can't change the station
In this corporate, sell-out, hillbilly nation
Scandalize now with such ease
America give me back my keys

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Sand it blows and soldier squeeze
Trigger on fake enemies
For all abroad, and all alone
'Til you come home, bring 'em home

(Don't believe it) Don't believe a word
(Don't believe) Just keep on breathing
(Don't believe it) Cause, pretty soon
(Don't believe) That good King George will wake up screaming
(Don't believe it) Don't believe a word
(Keep on dreaming) Don't believe a word
(Don't believe it) Don't believe a word
(Don't believe) Don't believe a word

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