Baby Blue Eyes Lyrics

Baby blue eyes that pierce the soul

Lime green flowers packed in my bowl

My mind gets sharp but the pencil gets dull

Soft pink and deep yellow keep me whole

Put a bit of tye dye to my skull

My mind gets sharp but the pencil gets dull

This garage at times gets humble and filthy

I'm gonna be paying Distrokid until I'm fifty

That five AM stoge tastes a bit crispy

The forest gets somber when the weather gets pissy

Writin' like I'm about to hit a coffin

Writin' like I'm about to hit a wall

Hand me my bottle and be a doll

Bottle of spray paint in my hand

Waitin' for a shipment of shirts for my brand

Drank my ashtray so my taste is bland

I want to speak throw me on that motherfucking stand

I'm about three PBRs deep

Colors from the world begin to seep

Bright orange monster that I saw in my sleep

This is where the climb is gonna get steep

Baby blue eyes that pierce the soul

Lime green flowers packed in my bowl

My mind gets sharp but the pencil gets dull

Soft pink and deep yellow keep me whole

Put a bit of tye dye to my skull

My mind gets sharp but the pencil gets dull

Put my fucking skeleton in a bath of acid

Momma don't worry if I don't get my kid I'm back on my bad shit

Might fuck around a clap a bitch

Might fuck around and play a trick

Let concern slip down a slope

Put my face in the paper when they hit me with the scope

I'm a junkie for my tracks so I guess my music hits like dope

Lord if you're listening let's talk

While I cope with each shot at the end of the day

Let me be nutrients for the tree I sit under while I contemplate my death

With Reece you never know when it's gonna be his last breathe

Red scattered throughout the halls

Orange faces with fire in their eyes in the fall

The yellow submarine sent me a call

Green with envy because I can't get in a brawl

Blue is what I feel

Until I feel tall

Indigo indica to take me away from it all

Violet sunsets that stall the barrel in my mouth

Baby blue eyes that pierce the soul

Lime green flowers packed in my bowl

My mind gets sharp but the pencil gets dull

Soft pink and deep yellow keep me whole

Put a bit of tye dye to my skull

My mind gets sharp but the pencil gets dull

Baby blue eyes that pierce the soul

Lime green flowers packed in my bowl

My mind gets sharp but the pencil gets dull

Soft pink and deep yellow keep me whole

Put a bit of tye dye to my skull

My mind gets sharp but the pencil gets dull