For what's beyond the flames Blinding my senses (now I am searching) Choking my senses (now I am searching) Step back to see the vision Seduction of our minds The skin becomes illusion She pulls me down and I fall behind The weakness of flesh is to

I've been up, I've been down I've been kicked to the ground But I can't get my mind off of you So I keep on movin' on to a place I belong Hopin' you wanted me to I'm better than I was before I'm knocking at your door I'm coming back for more I keep

Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh oh (Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh oh) I'm making all my own plans Throwing all my old ones away Draw a map, find a path Take a breath and run I'm going to open my mind to all these New found exciting possibilities Gonna grow up, Be someone

Move back there, so I could move on I'm taking all I can from the desert sound I'm taking all I can from the desert land Pushing the limit of music from the inside Arabic sound is driving my mind The first time I walked down into your town A new kind of

Judge me now A king in my own mind Everything's in place The night close my eyes (and then I close my eyes) Used to be afraid to let it show, bow down So much brighter from today The king in my own mind Spinning, further deeper I know you're out to try me

I talked you into slippin' down the hall, baby, turn it on Your playlist you play when you're in the shower Talked you into taking up my time, making up your mind Switching back and forth for an hour And now you're lookin' like a line from a Vandross

On some beach, somewhere On some beach Driving down the interstate Running thirty minutes late Singing Margaritaville and minding my own Some foreign car drivin' dude with a road rage attitude Pulled up beside me talking on his cell phone

Tonight, it's you and me, baby girl, getting lost in our own world The way you looking fine, the way your skin's on mine We're on fire, damn girl, you bout to blow my mind Tangling in these sheets, you lock them eyes on me Beats a beer with the boys any

I'm a nigga and I can't go outside I'm a Chicano and I can't go outside We looking bad on the news black on black homicide I need them dollars, got these problems with this llama on my mind They make it harder by the day, gotta keep this hope alive

You're wearing me out You’re the fake, fallen, force of nature, sick mind You're fucking wearing me out You're always dragging me down I don't need a gun to take back what's mine It's over now You're done wearing me out My name is worthless like you told