Origin

Oh
Blue eyes dripping on me like I got
No rain in dozens of weeks
And in the weeds, you reach for me
And in the weeds, I've found my peace

Yeah, I'm about to kill it
It really makes the city look different
It really makes the breeze smell sweeter
It really makes an eighth seem cheaper
And in the weeds, you reach for me
And in the weeds, I've found my peace

It's really nice to meet you, it's been a little rough for a minute
I've had to face fire, fight fear, and spend a lot of time in the mirror
And I'm cool, I'm weirder, yeah, I'm hot, I'm deeper
I'm starting to feel myself again
Now I'm a fucking sleeper

And all eyes dripping on me like I got
No rain in dozens of weeks
And in the weeds, I grow, I reach
And in the weeds, I've found my peace