Alone, twenty millions years from my place. A slide, on the starlight. Watch out, a new planet right on my trail The space, oh oh it's mine I'm lost, in an infinite night trip. The sun, could make me blind. I wish, I could bring a girl to my ship. And

Do do do do I'm never what I like I'm double-sided And I just can't hide I kinda like it When I make you cry I'm semi-automatic, My prayers schizophrenic 'Cause I'm twisted up, I'm twisted up, inside

Make them stop La da da da, la da da dau, la da da da, la da dau I'm holding on to what I know And what I know, I must let go But I would rather play a song for the eyes to sing along We live for the night's decor It reveals what we dream of I know

I'm singing I'm in your mind You're in my mind La da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da Open the slits in your face and start your day You don't have much time to make your slits look just right La da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da Look in the mirror

Follow me instead There's miles of land in front of us, And we're dying with every step we take, We're dying with every breath we make, And all fall in line A stranger's back is all I see, He's only a few feet in front of me, And all look left and right

It's not right So here's your holiday Hope you enjoy it this time You gave it all away It was mine So when you're dead and gone Will you remember this night Twenty years now lost It makes no sense at all

I could take the high road But I know that I'm going low I'm a ban, I'm a bandito Sahlo Folina I created this world To feel some control Destroy it if I want This is the sound we make

So be concerned Where'd you go, huh? They all think I know you It's so hard to motivate Me to devote a Single inch of me to Something I can't see I Don't mean to cry but why Would you even make the eyes?

All my friends are heathens, take it slow Wait for them to ask you who you know Please don't make any sudden moves You don't know the half of the abuse But after all I've said, please don't forget Welcome to the room of people Who have rooms of people

And niggas wonder why I sit up in the club and drink Say what's up to Xzibit and I still don't speak I'm trying to contemplate the next move to make Intro: Xzibit, I really wish I could you know at twenty-one youknowhatI'msayin',he he, yo yo [I'ma tell