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Albums:

The Third Eye Blind Collection (Third Eye Blind) · Third Eye Blind (Third Eye Blind) · Blind Leading the Blind (Trivium) · Third Eye Centre [2 LP] (Belle & Sebastian) · The Third Eye Centre (Belle & Sebastian) · Third Eye (Monsoon) · The Third Eye Centre (Belle & Sebastian) · The Third Eye Centre [Deluxe Edition] (Belle & Sebastian) · Bud Mathis' Sunset Trip 1963-1967: Take the Brain Train to the Third Eye (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Third Eye (Redd Kross) – and 90 other albums »


by our enemies. Led by our enemies. The morning rained fire. Over the eyes of the blind. While we kiss their hands. Let the heavens retire. We turned
He's a blind man, crouching by the pavement
only seeing with his third eye
and clutching at the astral shadow
of every passer-by

He's a wise
He's a blind man, crouching by the pavement,
only seeing with his third eye,
and clutching at the astral shadow
of every passer-by.


He's
of heavenly bodies bleed
Angels deflowered by human kind
Tattered and torn ripped apart to see through my minds third eye

Not convinced of existence
to a ?starts? crusifiction 
Camouflaged for the mission use your third eye 
To see the Israelite detect those who tell lies 
I see you magnified I blend with
The blind space of low clouds
The breeze that moves them
Over my forehead/third eye
The moon that hangs
Half and orange

your letter sits by my bed
Kennedy killed
Or the secret governments, Blood and Crip
Worldwide, look at the future through your third eye
GoodBye..
line between war and peace, whores and jeeps
Ignore MCs like beeps, scribblin freedom on pages
My third eye is like pink eye, seemin contagious
on and give it to me
Come on and die

In your viscera eyes
Cataracts close the blinds
Let me let comfort
Come drown by your side

In your viscera eyes
the job
Says he goin' to find blind spots
And he'll do it.

The 3rd planet is sure that they're being watched
By an eye in the sky that can't be
of the retina of the third
Mums the word when ya blind baby
Blind to the fact
Don't rest in Compton so I don't own a gat
But respect is clear crystal
Cause
you want and what you need
Sometimes my eyes are so blind
You've given up so much for me

Give me time
To let everything sink in
The future seems so
third floor of the hotel gutted by the blast,
And the street below showered in shards of broken glass,
And all the drunks pourin' outta the dance halls,
the, glint in your eyes and the sight of the blind
And you be the, living reason why I'm writing this rhyme
I be the, dap in your hand that you give
The whole third floor of the hotel gutted by the blast
And the street below showered in shards of broken glass
And all the drunks pouring out of the dance
and cursed
And nailed the cross all time
Oh by chapter and verse, by God I'm cursed
'Cause I can' look into His face I'm blind

Take me, won't you take me
open that front door
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door closes
Not a metaphor, then I start towards
That front, that’s right, where
that front door
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door closes
Not a metaphor, then I start towards
That front, that’s right, where you check
Ain't No Joke" track
For a second it ain't look good
Little tension buzzin' from Wyndanch to Brentwood
Misunderstood, all forgot by sixteen when I met
your shutters

See I wants everything and everything I'm gone have
Roll out my red carpet just to go to my stash
Third coast, blind and shine like
Fredrick Douglass
I'm sort of a saint, you think I ain't
With skills to paint, with my third eye
You're tranked...
...from the dark side

Interlude:
Don't feel the need to get to the bottom of
The love light in your eyes
As the leaves fall prey to autumn
I don't ask why

Don't give my
The whole third floor of the hotel gutted by the blast
And the street below showered in shards of broken glass
And all the drunks pouring out of the dance
Night falls in - shades flashing over the sidewalk
Emptiness freezes the soul to death
Step by step, shot by shot, life fades outta your body
There's Johnny's dad
On his third martini
And his nose is getting bigger
As I watch through the kitchen window
They really oughta close those blinds