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