Soul Searching

[Intro:]
Time
Leisure time
Did you ever stop to think about how much leisure time you really have?
Some of us put our leisure time to good use
And some of us spend most of our leisure time just moping

[Verbal Kent whispering bits of the hook]

[Hook: Verbal Kent]
For the moment
Most imperfect
Which makes them perfect
When put into perspective
Kinda makes everything worth it
Everyone is searching for self
Soul searching
Everyone is searching for self
Soul searching

Searching for self
Searching for self
Searching for self

[Verse 1: Red Pill]
Check, yo
This fucking buzz is wearing off
I’m preparing for the…well you know how that goes
Pour a shot of gin and toss it back slow
End of the night I’m on my last smoke
And she already went to bed
With the stress of life steady weighing heavy on my head
I’ve come to appreciate the quiet
In this climate of depression I chose to remain private
And I can sit alone in silence with no cloud of overwhelming thoughts for me to be reminded
I’m not a giant
I am the sheep who sits and dreams of living one day as a lion
My eyelids close like I am defiant
To the tick-tock of the clock as it downwardly spiraling
In this moment I’m content
With my life as it stands and the time I have spent

[Hook: Verbal Kent]
Life’s about moments
Most imperfect
Which makes them perfect
When put into perspective
Kinda makes everything worth it
Everyone is searching for self
Soul searching
Everyone is searching for self
Soul searching

For the moment
Most imperfect
Which makes them perfect
When put into perspective
Kinda makes everything worth it
Everyone is searching for self
Soul searching
Everyone is searching for self
Soul searching
For the moment

[Verse Two: Verbal Kent]
Yeah
You ever feel lucky?
I’ve been given things no one on this earth could ever take away from me
I’ve been down and out & left for dead
That’s how I learned to fully understand the value of the life that I live
I wasn’t always a strong person
In fact, put me on a task 10 years back
I’d say you had the wrong person
It took lows to know highs would reach
It sounds simple
But learning [?] before we teach
That's the thing
I used to feel connected
To something bigger than myself
But I couldn’t accept it
I almost let it slip away so I can stay drifting
Days shifting into weeks, months
Years melting
Something held me back
But now I live for every second
Because every second pass is every second we cannot get back
So whether first or second hand
You better take my warning
And take advantage of tonight
Before your last morning

[Hook: Verbal Kent]
Life’s about moments
Most imperfect
Which makes them perfect
When put into perspective
Kinda makes everything worth it
Everyone is searching for self
Soul searching
Everyone is searching for self
Soul searching

For the moment
Most imperfect
Which makes them perfect
When put into perspective
Kinda makes everything worth it
Everyone is searching for self
Soul searching
Everyone is searching for self
Soul searching
For the moment

Soul Searching
Soul Searching