Stop, Look, and Listen

(Verse 1)
You always gotta take the time, stop, look and listen
Take your time and use your senses, it's life you're missing
Every time I bring it up, you always start with bitching
How you hate the heat, but you've always loved the kitchen
After the depression, you always claim that I'm getting mine
But karma comes along and cuts you like a samurai
I've seen you spend your time wondering why?
But things change if you try to fix it, and that's no lie
I took it from experience, and finally you're hearing this
Depression always comes and destroys your fucking cheeriness
Vision blocked, rage flowing, delirious
You're gonna change your life, it makes me sad when I'm hearing this
It enters the same cycle, whether you're Jane or Micheal
Pain is the teacher, you all the disciples
All this angers making you feel homicidal
Screw the peace that you once felt, end it all with a rifle
What's with these kids telling me to breathe
My face is clear emotionless, can't it be seen?
Or is it my heart's stolen yet again, everyone look at me
It's another empty, hollow, chest that no one can see
I've always been curious how you felt life
When you spend every other day in a fist fight
Always snaring teeth like a dog thats about to bite
You never had the intention of setting anything right

(Verse 2)
Walk to the convenience store, three hooded men guard the door
Try to walk on past looking down at the floor
Digging through the candy isle, memories of the shore
Are interrupted quickly by the dinging of the till drawer
Looking up and what you see, are three other human beings
Make the clerk think what will they do to me?
Fear is finally gripping me; a bullet damn near missed my knee
As it ricocheted and hit a bottle of ice tea
If that was a well aimed shot, I would've been gone
Senses sharpen as I open myself to God
I crawl across the floor; another bang makes me stop
Body stiff like a rod, internal holocaust
Im searching for the freedom, what is the cost?
I refuse to take this way out, cause I'm feeling lost
Ive always been exposed, picked apart by the floss
Adapting to it as I grow, became accustom to loss
Everything is slowing down, this is where my head pounds
With voices yelling give it another round
Two of them ran to the van, theres only one now
Whip out my blade, stab the fucker in the crown
Sirens blare, tires peel, Im staring at the clerk feel
His life slipping, what a fucked up ordeal
Experiencing death is far too fucking real
Makes you stop, look and listen 'till you finally heal

(Verse 3)
Lost a family friend to cancer, life is really going faster
Not as graceful as your top quality dancer
What is the dividing factor, keeps us from the strong and faster
And being united with the angels and the only master
I dont intend to come along and seem like I mean to preach
But look around, does everything seems it should be?
So just stop, look and listen, take heed if you're feeling me
Avoid paranoia, believe in scrutiny
Stop, look and listen what you feel
Take a day to do your own non-pressured will
Im not saying that it's the yang we need to kill
Just take the time, open up your heart and let it fill
Savor the flavor of that breakfast orange
Take a bite; let all the juices pour in
Revisit memories; let the brain go soaring
Forget the watch, 9-5 is so fucking boring
Next time around the campfire, relax and lift your chin higher
It works every single time, I'm not a liar
I'm usually a buyer of a story from Messiahs
Maybe cause I'm searching for some higher help these liars
Always connect with my hearts intent
Deflect messages that hurt me, little did I see they were messin
With my soul, needing more than a simple blessing
From a priest, I need it from you all, we're Collective