Boregard. & Menebeats - Therapy

I know you hate your ex
But you should really forgive him
Cause if he didn't take that L
Then I wouldn't be winning
And if he didn't have you crying than I wouldn't be grinning
We currently sinning
But somehow it feel like a blessing
You can cry about an L or you can learn from the lesson
All the feelings that you feel could be a tool or a weapon
If you focus on your enemies, it's You you're forgetting
I really really hope I'm not overstepping
Just a suggestion
Seen you do a whole lot of stressing, and yes I get it
You can cry yourself sick, but don't treat me like a medic
If he wasn't apologetic, don't forgive it, forget it
Don't take the same path though, cause baby that's pathetic
And I guess he had a mask before the pandemic
Don't think, for second that I'm tryna defend em
Don't blink, in a second many moments go missing
My motif, is mainly just deliver a difference
I know you hate your ex
But you used to be with him
Now you know what you deserve
And you know what you didn't
And I know pain hurts
But it's space for healing
When you know your own worth
Your limit ain't the ceiling
Just show me yours I'll show you mine
The space inside each other's mind
More than a muse you are my life
We'll treat each bruise one at a time
Bad memories I had to redesign
Bad energy I had to realign
Wanna get rich and the reason why
To buy therapy for all me and mines
I can't say I know what you been through
Or that I relate
But I can empathize and see it's a lot on your plate
You been putting in work, til you feel too dull to play
You losing sleep and take it out on your friends and roommates
Go off on me it's ok, I know I'm not to blame, cause I'll listen and make a change
How could I make a straight face, at the same time say
That I want a bad bitch down for me, if I knew me was scared of fangs
Soon as you left him, he was doing his thang
Leave today, and
I'm wearing all black
Like I'm scared of gangs
Don't know why you ashamed about your past
I'm aware of those thangs
Hate talking bout feelings you scared of those thangs
You are not a slave stop wearing those chains
Grown so much are you even aware of those gains
Always looking flame are you even aware of propane
Dang, propane tank
If ya ex saw you, he would explode
Like when you coulda paid the fee and kept the rental
You the type of girl that make many men go mental
Making all my complicated problems seem simple
Making all my problems seem simple
Just show me yours I'll show you mine
The space inside each other's mind
More than a muse you are my life
We'll treat each bruise one at a time
Bad memories I had to redesign
Bad energy I had to realign
Wanna get rich and the reason why
To buy therapy for all me and mines

Written by:
Bockarie Amara

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