Plant Daddy (Cover)

[Verse 1] Started with a pothos, thought it'd be a breeze Now I’m Googling the difference between ferns and trees Got a grow light shining like a neon sign The green’s alive, and it’s messing with my mind Swore I wouldn’t turn into this kind of guy But now I’m misting leaves just to keep them alive Succulents are easy? Yeah, that’s a lie Still, I feel like a hero when they barely survive [Pre-Chorus] Who needs friends when you’ve got philodendrons? Every dying leaf feels like the end, man Got a schedule for watering, a chart for the sun Guess I traded late-night drives for a watering can [Chorus] Call me Plant Daddy, I’m the lord of the leaves Living for the photosynthesis, begging, "Don’t die, please" Soaking up the serotonin with my green-army crew Plant Daddy life—what else am I supposed to do? [Verse 2] Tried to propagate, yeah, it didn’t go great That monstera cutting’s in a watery grave It’s a jungle in here, but who’s really thriving? My fiddle leaf fig is passive-aggressively dying Got a humidifier running 24/7 This obsession feels less like heaven But then a tiny new sprout breaks through the soil And my heart grows three sizes from this ridiculous toil [Pre-Chorus] Overthinking, overwatering—what’s the harm? This plant drama’s got me sounding the alarm Should I be worried about pests in the night? Is this the wrong kind of indirect light? [Chorus] Call me Plant Daddy, I’m the lord of the leaves Living for the photosynthesis, begging, "Don’t die, please" Soaking up the serotonin with my green-army crew Plant Daddy life—what else am I supposed to do? [Bridge] It’s ironic, I know, I didn’t want this at all Now I’m rescuing clearance plants from the big-box mall Like, “Hey little guy, I’ll save you from despair” Even though my kitchen’s out of counter space to spare But it’s worth it, right? To keep something alive Even if it’s for the dopamine, not the vibes Call it what you want, maybe it’s just a phase But I’ll be singing to my spider plant till my dying days [Chorus] Call me Plant Daddy, I’m the lord of the leaves Living for the photosynthesis, begging, "Don’t die, please" Soaking up the serotonin with my green-army crew Plant Daddy life—what else am I supposed to do? [Outro] So here I am, a punk with dirt-stained hands Trading angst for chlorophyll, breaking all my plans I’m not a rockstar—just a caregiver at heart Plant Daddy forever, making botany art