Shuffle - Penelope Scott

Bi-Myself

So, shuffle
Just struggle
I don’t want any trouble
Or maybe I do
To the regular shuffle
The mundane struggle
I don’t want any trouble
Honey, do you?

It’s 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
'Cause honestly nobody does
It’s like, feel bad, but you won’t die
It’s like, stay mad, but stay alive
And it might sucks, but you’ll survive
Fuck it, we’re going outside

I’ll be your almanac of bad decisions
Cut me open, make incisions
Place the ones you like on the other side of a cereal box
Gaslight gatekeep girl interrupted
And if you can’t beat it, then at least you can fuck it

I’ll take my stupid medicines until I fuckin’ stop

So, shuffle
Just struggle
I don’t want any trouble
Or maybe I do
To the regular shuffle
The mundane struggle
I don’t want any trouble
Honey, do you?

Comin’ 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 drama, no more gore
No more high school suicide war
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