Can I graduate
Can I graduate
Can I look into the faces that I meet
Can I get my punk-ass off the street
I've been living on for so long
Can I graduate
To the bastard talking down to me
Your whipping boy calamity
Cross your fingers
I'm going to knock it all down
Can I graduate

Echo fading
We can't let go
She goes walking by in slow mo'
Sell your
Heart out for a buck
Go on
Fade out
Before I get stuck
Talking to somebody like you
Do you live the days you go through
Will this song live on long after we do
Can I graduate
Can I look into the faces that I meet
Can I get my punk-ass off the street, won't die on the vine
I want to knock it all down
Can I graduate
Echo fading
Candle blow
Did you flash out long ago
Cross my fingers
I don't know someone poked you down below

Can I graduate
Can I graduate
Can I graduate
Can I graduate
Can I graduate
Can I get my punk-ass off the street
Can I look into the faces that I meet
I'm not waiting here for you to die
Will this song live on long after we do

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