Soul Searching - Ugly Heroes

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

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

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

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

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

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