Текст песни Take Care Of Yourself (feat. Laeland) - Laeland , Dylan Owen

Check check
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 more I set 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