Kudzu

PART I

Is it greener where you are now?

Do you need it to be green?

I could take over your garden

I just need to be seen

Is it beautiful, your garden?

Are there flowers where you stand?

Do you need them to be hidden?

I can give you a hand

Could I stay one more night

Until I go home?

It's just one more night

I swear I'll be gone after that

'Til you come crawling back to me next

PART II

Shit

Yeah, fucked up in the crib talkin' to myself

Fucked up in the crib talkin' to my— talkin' to myself

Yeah, fucked up in the crib talkin' to myself

But what is myself if I'm just trillions of single cells?

Yeah, fucked up in the crib talkin' to myself

Fucked up in the crib talkin' to my— talking to myself

Yeah, fucked up in the crib talking to myself

But what is myself if I'm just trillions of single cells?

Now I've been in therapy half my life and

I feel the same

I feel insane, daily

And I would do whatever just to get me through

And it doesn't really work like that

But it helps

If you wanted dishonesty

You better see someone else

Believe me, I get it

I've been struggling too

Not the greatest way to heal

But it's something to do until

I'm put aside

(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talkin' to myself)

Contrary to popular belief I tried, eh

(Fucked up in the crib talkin' to my— talkin' to myself)

I'm terrified

(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talkin' to myself)

One day I might know if it was justified, eh

(But what is myself if I’m just trillions of single cells?)

I'm put aside

(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talkin' to myself)

Contrary to popular belief I tried, eh

(Fucked up in the crib talkin' to my— talkin' to myself)

I'm terrified

(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talkin' to myself)

One day I might know if it was justified, eh

(But what is myself if I'm just trillions of single cells?)

Came from the dirt, that's where we going back

Came from the dirt, that's where we going back

Came from the dirt, that's where we going back

Grew it from the ground, so hell yeah, you know I'm smoking that

My friends are addicts

Some are still, but some got sober

And I wanna say I'm jealous

But it's been three days without

And now I'm over it

I was so sure that

I'd be cured as I got older

But it's been three hundred years

And I still feel bitter, scared

And inconsiderate

I'm put aside

(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talkin' to myself)

Contrary to popular belief I tried, eh

(Fucked up in the crib talkin' to my— talkin' to myself)

I'm terrified

(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talkin' to myself)

One day I might know if it was justified, eh

(But what is myself if I’m just trillions of single cells?)

I'm put aside

(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talkin' to myself)

Contrary to popular belief I tried, eh

(Fucked up in the crib talkin' to my— talkin' to myself)

I'm terrified

(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talkin' to myself)

One day I might know if it was justified, eh

(But what is myself if I'm just trillions of single cells?)

Shit

They never ask how the fuck he is, you know?

Shit