Penelope Scott - Shuffle lyrics
[Penelope Scott - Shuffle lyrics]
So shuffle just struggle
I don't want any trouble or maybe I do
Do the regular shuffle the mundane struggle
I don't want any trouble honey do you?
So like would you do it if no one was there?
It's like would you do it if nobody cared?
I sure hope so i sure hope so love
'Cuz honestly nobody does it's like
Feel bad but you won't die it's like
Stay mad but stay alive and it
Might suck but you'll survive fuck it
We're going outside
I'll be your almanac of bad decisions
Cut me open make incisions
Paste the lines you like on the
Underside of a cereal box
Gaslight gatekeep girl interrupted
And if you can't beat it then
At least you can fuck it
I take my stupid medicines
Until I fucking stop
So shuffle just struggle
I don't want any trouble or maybe I do
Do the regular shuffle the mundane struggle
I don't want any trouble honey do you?
Coming around the later stages of grief
For a version of the world
That you wanted to keep
A version where you're just as
Dumb as the rest
Well now it's time to clean up the mess
No more glamor no more gore
No more high school suicide lore
I'm twenty-one i'm forty five
Fuck it we're staying alive
I have a soft small body
Strawberries make it happy
Someday I'll leave the country
I hope to have you with me
I don't want any trouble or maybe I do
Do the regular shuffle the mundane struggle
I don't want any trouble honey do you?
So like would you do it if no one was there?
It's like would you do it if nobody cared?
I sure hope so i sure hope so love
'Cuz honestly nobody does it's like
Feel bad but you won't die it's like
Stay mad but stay alive and it
Might suck but you'll survive fuck it
We're going outside
I'll be your almanac of bad decisions
Cut me open make incisions
Paste the lines you like on the
Underside of a cereal box
Gaslight gatekeep girl interrupted
And if you can't beat it then
At least you can fuck it
I take my stupid medicines
Until I fucking stop
So shuffle just struggle
I don't want any trouble or maybe I do
Do the regular shuffle the mundane struggle
I don't want any trouble honey do you?
Coming around the later stages of grief
For a version of the world
That you wanted to keep
A version where you're just as
Dumb as the rest
Well now it's time to clean up the mess
No more glamor no more gore
No more high school suicide lore
I'm twenty-one i'm forty five
Fuck it we're staying alive
I have a soft small body
Strawberries make it happy
Someday I'll leave the country
I hope to have you with me