Take Care Of Yourself (Abstract Version)
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
Spent a lot of nights fighting
For what won't fight for me
Eggshell walking
While pillow talking
I couldn't sleep
Knowing people that I held
Too close weren't holding me
Only holding me back
Guess I needed to see
Friends said not to touch that pot
Even I knew it's hot
I had to touch it
That's human nature furthering plot
Let that third degree murder me
Turn me cold as them
Nah I live with my fire
Let it breathe through my pen
Let it sharpen my words
Let it teach me to fly
If you wanna get your wings
Gotta fall through the sky
I'd never pray for god
To grant with an easy life
I pray he train me in my darkness
To embrace the light
What's the sun without rain
Knowing love without pain
What's nostalgia without walking
Through the fields of change
Knowing what moments to value
Instead of take for granted
Without the tumble
How could you be thankful
Where you landed
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
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
Spent a lot of nights fighting
For what won't fight for me
Eggshell walking
While pillow talking
I couldn't sleep
Knowing people that I held
Too close weren't holding me
Only holding me back
Guess I needed to see
Friends said not to touch that pot
Even I knew it's hot
I had to touch it
That's human nature furthering plot
Let that third degree murder me
Turn me cold as them
Nah I live with my fire
Let it breathe through my pen
Let it sharpen my words
Let it teach me to fly
If you wanna get your wings
Gotta fall through the sky
I'd never pray for god
To grant with an easy life
I pray he train me in my darkness
To embrace the light
What's the sun without rain
Knowing love without pain
What's nostalgia without walking
Through the fields of change
Knowing what moments to value
Instead of take for granted
Without the tumble
How could you be thankful
Where you landed
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
Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Owen, Nate Sander
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