Other Wise:
My musics never gonna stop, my heartbeats the metronome
all these long paths, I'm still walking down those dreaded roads...
life, stress and problems...I'll use em as my stepping stones...
conquer all my fears...so why am I asking questions for?
Huh? What am I still asking questions for...
life's a blessin, but I'm nothing but just flesh and bones...
all this drama, I can't seem to leave that mess alone...
learned the hard way...too much pressure blows...
and steams pouring from the busted seal...
all these false hopes, now my life needs something real...
follow the script, or go swallow a bunch of pills...
medicated thoughts...thinking "fuck what I feel"...
like wait, can I touch it for real?
on a sensitive subject? I just did and publicly killed...
But I don't care what you're thinking...
cause at the end of it all, I'll still be singing
"when the music stops"

Chorus

Chino:
When the music stops, it never really stops
whether you're stressin or blessin, or dealin the rocks...
You gotta climb to the top...no matter how fucked it gets...
don't hit that bottom rock...takin theat bet...
Overcome all the rest...live life to the fullest like everyday is the best...
the worlds a tool chest...and I'm just a wrench...
no matter how thick it gets...no matter how bad the stench...
just fight through the stress...
cause this mess will depress and cause restlessness
but fuck that, it's time to take control of your own...
so, here's the remote, hit the power lets go...
recreate life to this flow...as it pours from your dome...
Don't stress if you get stuck, so what, it could get the best of us...
but no matter what I won't fuss or cuss, I'll just ride out this buzz...
...and just continue singing my song, because...
"when the music stops"

Chorus

Chuckles:
Till im loosing all control out my body through my soul,
Took that gamble made that roll,
Lucky seven was the call,
Now i know got some issues but my voice will carry on,
longer than my problems will still longing to be strong,
in all that i make a skill people fear cause im real,
Never scared to be killed cause ur knowing how i feel,
how they can take my life but will i die if i was born that night,
Like a cycle in a loop...game over to be continued...
and the way i get to use it is to loose it in the music,
work my way to expert something i know that'll hurt,
Cause im loosing all concern in these lessons i should learn,
With my mind and my body theres nowhere i can turn,
to try and find that happiness im knowing i deserve,
Now i can hear my heart skip a beat,
Still steadily on key feeling lost in defeat,
leading me to be deceased singing till eternity...
"when the music stops"