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