Lucky Girl Syndrome

I don't know where the bitterness starts
All I know is I take it too far
It's an over-reaching maturity thing
And I'm so sick and tired of it

I get high even when I'm alone
Waste time kicking pebbles and stones
Wondering if reptiles can get depressed while
I start the microwave oven

And what comes of it?
And what comes of it?

I get mad when I wanna feel seen
Say things that I really don't mean
It's a self-inflicted predisposition
And I'm so unimpressed by it

I get sad over being compared
Feel bad 'cause I know it's unfair
Grappling with privilege while doing dishes
In almost absolute quiet

Yeah, you should try it
Yeah, you should try it (yeah)

I'm such a lucky girl
Southeast, daydream, living in
My own world
Real jeans, straight teeth, God-given
If there's nothing to cry about
What am I unsatisfied with now
I don't think I've ever felt so dumb
It's lucky girl syndrome

Never felt so dumb (yeah)
Never felt so young (oh)

I desire what I know I can't be
Get tired 'cause I know it's on me
Arguing with patience and expectations
Like I'm some kind of trend-setter

I get loud when I want to get free
Feel proud when the lights are on me
Gonna throw a tantrum like it's my anthem
Until I choose to get better

In big block letters (guess I'm such a go-getter)

I'm such a lucky girl
Southeast, daydream, living in
My own world
Real jeans, straight teeth, God-given
If there's nothing to cry about
What am I unsatisfied with now
I don't think I've ever felt so dumb

I'm such a lucky girl
Southeast, daydream, living in
My own world
Real jeans, straight teeth, God-given
If there's nothing to cry about
What am I unsatisfied with now
I don't think I've ever felt so dumb
It's lucky girl syndrome



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Writer(s): Katie Lynne Sharbaugh
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