More.
Feel.
They always tell ya how ya s'posed to feel.
Just lookin' for contentment, right?
But, ya can't find it anywhere.
Steady fightin' off depression.
The world we livin' in... it's mess, man!
Like everywhere you look there's sickness, evil, distruction, injustice and death.
Created.
Tell me, what was you created for?
A lot of us don't know the answer,
Like when the teacher's starin' at you,
Starin' and you try to look away from her.
Away from her.
If ya don't know, ya ain't really livin'.
Just a warm body on the earth, existin'.
What's your list of accomplishments?
You prob'ly paid off some bills and got a couple of kids, but listen:
How can you know what your life purpose is if you've never checked with your Designer?
What if, perhaps, your perception is wrong, and you're actually made to be flyer.
Flyer, like you livin' on a new level, with a new mind and new attire.
Hear me.
I'm not talkin' physical.
It's critical that He open your spiritual eyes up.
So, get your eyes up.
Stop lookin' down so much.
Would ya?
Stop lookin' around so much.
The fear of your peers is that you start to adhere to the truth that's in your ears, and you start to shift gears.
Now you're doin' light years,
A difference starts to appear.
You tell 'em come over here, but they don't do it cause they scared.
Scared.
Scared, of loosing control, yet the depths of my soul screams, "I need more".
I need more, need more, need more
I need more.
(REPEAT)
Ok, I.
I put my trust in The Risen King.
But, I still have my struggles,
I still have my bad days.
Why?
Because I am a human being.
I'm not always okay, ok?
Sometimes, I feel super weak.
But, I leave the house with a smile on my face, like I'm good, but I'm not, yet I pretend to be.
Feel like I'm runnin' out of love,
And I'm runnin' out of peace,
And I'm runnin' out of self-controlin'.
Hey, never mind kindness,
Don't wanna take time to be patient,
Good until unfaithful.
I'm exhausted, ya hear me?
Like I'm runnin' on fumes -- way past "E".
Seems so much easier to slip back to my old ways,
But the only problem with that is,
I'm no longer the old me.
The old me.
I was livin' life, livin' blind.
Couldn't see the truth.
I Couldn't see that it was hurtin' me.
But I met a Great Physician, and He reshaped my perspective.
Now, my vision's lookin' clearer.
You can call that Lasic surgery.
Now, I'm in the process of recovery.
And I can't see it all...
I catch glimpses of eternity.
It's in the design of every human heart.
But, I'm so aware of my flaws.
I need to be reminded that you saved me, daily.
Raised me up from these sins that come and try to take me over.
I need you in the worst way.
My world, mind and emotions.
I'm askin', "Will I mind my emotions?"
Or keep my devotion to the lover of my soul: The only one that truly has control.
I gotta look to Him to make me whole.
So the depths of me cry, "I need more."
As the dear pants for the water, so my soul, my soul it thirsts for you.
(Repeat)