Hook:

Cause its the yesterdays thats why we call It history/

So leave it all behind and save yourself the misery/

And keep your head up when searching for the victory/

Tomorrow hasn't come thats why they say that its a mystery/

And hold on to the moment cause' its slippery/

Or end up in obituaries you could chill with chivalry/

Its borrowed which you must return eventually/

So make and care the time you have and shape yourself for destiny/

Verse 1:

So what's the truth of the matter the subject/

Its nothing you'd expect/

Could shatter your cerebral/

The evils that keep you tethered/

To this material, the passions venereal/

The actions the physical attractions/

The ashes to ashes and dust, survival is a must/

But the truth we trust you won't discuss/

Because we're not at liberty, bound by theories of relativity/

And your perception of reality is subject/

But you never hearing me/

Lord deliver me from here visions/

Of bodies risen from horizontal positions/

To vertical/

The vertigo/

Suspending my ability to rationalize what's in my eyes/

So I'm taking my time/

No surprises on the path higher than the enterprise is/

Just making use of my time before my time's spent/

Never content, and my content/

Is the bomb shit/

That makes you want to rewind it/

Timeless cause yo/

Hook:

Cause its the yesterdays thats why we call It history/

So leave it all behind and save yourself the misery/

And keep your head up when searching for the victory/

Tomorrow hasn't come thats why they say that its a mystery/

And hold on to the moment cause' its slippery/

Or end up in obituaries you could chill with chivalry/

Its borrowed which you must return eventually/

So make and care the time you have and shape yourself for destiny/

Verse 2:

Think about creating darkness/

Now we're purified by the essence/

With the presence of ,ind and the fire to spark shit/

Regardless of the outcome igniting the flame/

In your mind with your third eye lighting the way/

Like Malcom with the message/

Any means necessary trying to find my way before my vessel's dead and buried/

In my own eyes I feel that most don't realize/

That not everybody lives but every body dies/

In their lives/

At least in the physical sense/

Its like their waiting for the end and not living you pissed/

And dismissed/

Pushed aside the the world all the fallacies/

Breeds envy and hate and gives way to all the tragedies/

It baffles me, we've got the capacity to build a masterpiece/

Instead we choose to act dastardly/

And cause casualties/

We haphazardly be killing ourselves/

Got to get up on the path and start healing ourselves/

Cause its time/

Hook:

Cause its the yesterdays thats why we call It history/

So leave it all behind and save yourself the misery/

And keep your head up when searching for the victory/

Tomorrow hasn't come thats why they say that its a mystery/

And hold on to the moment cause' its slippery/

Or end up in obituaries you could chill with chivalry/

Its borrowed which you must return eventually/

So make and care the time you have and shape yourself for destiny/