struggle - Tove Lo

So you’re deep like the ocean

And got your bottles of potion

I believe in karma

Set the waves into motion

Cold, cold, cold, cold hands over me

Fuck, fuck, fuck some sense into me

Gold for loneliness, I will pay

Fuck, fuck some sense into me

The struggle is real

When you don’t tell me how you feel 'bout this love

The struggle is real

When you don’t tell me how you feel 'bout this love

The struggle is real

So you got all the answers

Hold the reigns on your dancer

Pull me underwater

Tell 'em nobody gets hurt

Cold, cold, cold, cold hands over me

Fuck, fuck, fuck some sense into me

Gold for loneliness, I will pay

Fuck, fuck some sense into me

The struggle is real

When you don’t tell me how you feel 'bout this love

The struggle is real

When you don’t tell me how you feel 'bout this love

The struggle is real

I’ve got my way with words

Don’t believe me

Pretend like I don’t hurt

I don’t, I don’t, I don’t

I’ve got my way with pain

Don’t believe me

I numb myself to blame

I don’t, I don’t, I don’t

Don’t, oh-oh

Don’t believe me, yeah, oh

Cold, cold, cold, cold hands over me

Fuck, fuck some sense into me

The struggle is real

When you don’t tell me how you feel 'bout this love

The struggle is real

When you don’t tell me how you feel 'bout this love

The struggle is real