Tropic Scorpio

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 fried through the engine
And she's mean as fuck
Still moving like a dolphin under me
Sometimes I go so hard that my bones sing
That my bones sing (Yeah!)

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
We'll pour it 'til we're gassed
I'll make you think the past was worth it, oh
Did you die alone, die alone, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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 booze all day
Still moving like the dolphin under me
Sometimes I go so hard that my bones ache

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
Pour it 'til we're gassed
I'll make you think the past was worth it, oh
Did you die alone, die alone, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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

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
We'll pour it 'til we're gassed
I'll make you think the past was worth it, oh
Did you die alone, die alone, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

And I wanna know!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I wanna know!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah