Released: October 18, 2019

Songwriter: Kryz Reid Stephan Jenkins Alex LeCavalier Brad Hargreaves

Producer: Colin CreeV Stephan Jenkins

[Verse 1]
Here's my dilemma
You're throwing a kink in my telemetry
I'm a fast pass
I'm a grass stain on your ass, and I'm worth it
She just went through a breakup
She's fragile, and injured, and she's mean as fuck
Still moving like a dolphin under me
Sometimes I go so hard that my bones sing
And my bones sing (Yeah!)

[Chorus]
And I wanna know
Can you hear this voice inside of me?
And I wanna know
Can you hear this voice inside?
Fogging up the glass
Pull it 'til we're cash
I'll make you think the past was worth it, oh
Did you die alone, die alone, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
I'm not a prop gun
Shoot off my mouth
Not a mystery
I'm not your hideaway dope
I'm not your whip
I'm a punk rock motherfucker
With some dirty, dirty armor
It starts with you and me now
Your Tropic Scorpio, ignite the way
You got me so spun, I'm vu ja de
Still moving like the dolphin under me
Sometimes I go so hard that my bones sing

[Chorus]
And I wanna know
Can you hear this voice inside of me?
And I wanna know
Can you hear this voice inside?
Fogging up the glass
Pull it 'til we're cash
I'll make you think the past was worth it, oh
Did you die alone, die alone, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Interlude]
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Bridge]
In my telemetry, you're the down low
I'm a killer now, killin' your ghost
And you're a moment covered in gold
You're covered in gold

[Chorus]
And I wanna know
Can you hear this voice inside of me?
And I wanna know
Can you hear this voice inside?
Fogging up the glass
Pull it 'til we're cash
I'll make you think the past was worth it, oh
Did you die alone, die alone, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Outro]
And I wanna know!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I wanna know!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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