Take Care Of Yourself ft. Laeland Lyrics

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Yo

I'm just being honest man

After every song I could take a lie detector test

And I would pass

This is a true story

This is not an allegory

No first aid kit needed

Put on my mic I just bleed

I think I'm sick of this climate

It rained on all my dreams

But I saw a ghost

Through moth bite clothes

He haunts me when I sleep

Two fingers to the western sky

I'm waving them like, peace

Don't be placing me in no niche

Don't go toast to me in no bar

If I don't die young then so be it

I'm still a poet at heart

Do not go gentle into that good night

Dylan you came too far

And don't ever lose sight of who you are, are

I'm thankful for my English teacher

Taught me how to breathe

God, thanks for my depression

Cuz it taught me to be deep

I learned from all the nights when I would try to get to sleep

On someone's hand-me-down family couch

You better believe

I went from broke and broke to broken to whole and hopeful

To how's he from a sleepy town

With eyes both wide

So soulful

I know

The lonely road up will go

To no ovals

Go see his show, fo sho

I suppose

The most quotable

That's just the shit that's inside me

Isn't it ironic?

The Morrissette up, the more the myth will define me

If being lonely is a drug

I guess I live with sobriety

And I live with it kindly

Take care

Take care of yourself

Don't ever relax

Stop turning away

Don't ever look back

And burn all those bridges everyone has

Until you finally learn the way to

Take care of yourself

Don't ever relax

Stop turning away

Don't ever look back

And burn all those bridges everyone has

Until you finally learn the way to

Take care of yourself

Don't ever relax

Stop turning away

Don't ever look back

And burn all those bridges everyone has

Until you finally learn the way to

Take care of yourself

Don't ever relax

Stop turning away

Don't ever look back

And burn all those bridges everyone has

Until you finally learn the way to

A few old flames never hurt anybody

Shoutout to all my friends

Shoutout to everybody who helped me with this tape right here

Everybody who helped me obsess over the name

For like five years

And make the album art in my room

With a piece of paper and a pair of scissors

Shoutout to naebird on the beat

Shoutout to my dusty ass room…

Yo

I'll see you guys next time