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