i lose perspective all the time
but you’re the apple of my eye
much like an apple i am green
both sweet and sour as can be
it don’t serve me
lean into yourself, into yourself, into yourself
lean into yourself, into yourself, into yourself
cut off my nose to spite my face
lay all my accolades to waste
cause now i just can’t stand the taste
of anything, of anything
it don’t serve me
it don’t serve me
don’t serve me
no
lean into yourself, into yourself, into yourself
lean into yourself, into yourself, into yourself
lean into yourself
lean into yourself
