Hammerhead
Penelope Scott Lyrics


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All I really know is that I'm
Never coming home
And I'm sorry that I didn't tell you so
I'm go and get an internship
And then I'll get a job
And then I'll pack all of my shit up and fucking go

I'll go to Mexico
I'll go to Canada
I'll mail myself to New York city in a box
You'll never hear from me again
Save for an envelope I'll send
Containing fifteen billion dollars and some photographs of dogs

For half of my short life I've kept
A drawer in my room for all the
Little trinkets I consider gold
Photographs, bottle-caps,
Lanyards, flowers, crumpled map
Things that look particularly old
The plan has always been
That I should through them out the window
If the building were to catch on fire
Given the dogs are safe outside
But the drawer is full of trash
And I could turn it all to ash
Just for the fleeting joy I'd get from adding
More smoke to the sky

I'll go to Mexico
I'll go to Canada
I'll mail myself to New York city in a box
You'll never hear from me again
Save for an envelope I'll send
Containing fifty billion dollars and some photographs of dogs

Well sharks are smooth if you pet them one way
They are spiky pet the other
And my mom said that if they stop moving they'll die
Hammerheads swim past
I've got my face up against the glass
As I whisper to my sisters "as will I"

I'll go to Mexico
I'll go to Canada
I'll mail myself to New York city in a box
You'll never hear from me again




Save for an envelope I'll send
Containing fifty billion dollars and some photographs of dogs

Overall Meaning

The song "Hammerhead" by Penelope Scott is about leaving everything behind and starting a new life. The lyrics talk about the singer's decision to take an internship which will eventually lead to a job, after which they plan to pack up all their belongings and leave without ever returning home. The singer expresses regret for not informing their loved ones about their decision. They even make a comical remark about mailing themselves to New York in a box. The song then talks about the singer's collection of items they have kept in a drawer, things that they consider precious gold, but are ultimately just trinkets. They mention that they plan to throw them out if there is ever a fire, but also consider the idea of burning them. This line could be interpreted as the singer's way of letting go of their past and the things that hold them back. They finally compare their own life to that of a hammerhead shark, stating that like the shark, they will keep moving and never stop.


The song is ultimately about starting anew, leaving behind everything that once mattered, and breaking free from the past. The singer's desire for a fresh start is conveyed through the lyrics, and their willingness to leave everything behind is a bold decision. However, it also highlights the guilt and regret that comes with abandoning those you love, as well as the sadness that comes with letting go of the past.


Line by Line Meaning

All I really know is that I'm
I'm uncertain of most things in my life


Never coming home
I won't return to where I currently am


And I'm sorry that I didn't tell you so
I regret not informing you of my plans


I'm go and get an internship
I'll secure an internship


And then I'll get a job
I'll secure employment after the internship


And then I'll pack all of my shit up and fucking go
I'll move away soon after


I'll go to Mexico
I'll move to Mexico


I'll go to Canada
I'll relocate to Canada


I'll mail myself to New York city in a box
I'll send myself through mail to New York


You'll never hear from me again
I won't communicate with you anymore


Save for an envelope I'll send
Except for an envelope I'll post


Containing fifteen billion dollars and some photographs of dogs
The envelope will hold 15 billion dollars and dog images


For half of my short life I've kept
I've collected a variety of little things for a long time


A drawer in my room for all the
I placed all these things in a drawer


Little trinkets I consider gold
I value these little items


Photographs, bottle-caps,
This includes pictures and bottle caps


Lanyards, flowers, crumpled map
Additionally, I have lanyards, flowers, and a wrinkled map


Things that look particularly old
I cherish old-looking items the most


The plan has always been
I've always intended to


That I should through them out the window
Discard them outside my window


If the building were to catch on fire
If the building was on fire


Given the dogs are safe outside
Assuming the dogs are safe outdoors


But the drawer is full of trash
The drawer is filled with useless items


And I could turn it all to ash
I could destroy them completely


Just for the fleeting joy I'd get from adding
To experience temporary pleasure by


More smoke to the sky
Adding more smoke to the atmosphere


Containing fifty billion dollars and some photographs of dogs
Similar to before, the envelope will have 50 billion dollars and dog images


Well sharks are smooth if you pet them one way
Sharks' skin feels smooth in one direction


They are spiky pet the other
Their skin is rough in the opposite direction


And my mom said that if they stop moving they'll die
My mother told me that still sharks are likely dead


Hammerheads swim past
I see hammerhead sharks in the sea


I've got my face up against the glass
I'm pressing my face on the glass to observe them


As I whisper to my sisters "as will I"
I tell my sisters that I'll also stop moving one day, similarly to the sharks




Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Celeste Ferguson, Penelope Scott

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There's all this dirt under my nails
Wouldn't you like to see where I went to high school?
Blood under my knuckles

You should've heard the way I spoke last night

There is salt inside my mouth
Sugar on my tongue
Freckles on my cheeks
From good old-fashioned west coast sun
I feel so beaten up and bruised
I don't know what I'm gonna do
I can't keep anything at all
From slipping through my raccoon claws
Except for (mhm)

Soap under my nails
Can you imagine being back in high school?
Blood scratched from my knuckles
You should've called but I guess so should I

There's salt inside my veins
Sugar on my tongue
Crinkles by my eyes
From goddamn fucking west coast sun
I feel so beaten up and bruised
I don't know what I'm gonna do
I can't keep anything at all
From slipping through my raccoon claws
Except for all

This soap under my nails
I never asked for this
I'm just one creature
Blood trapped in my knuckles
I don't know what I wanted
I didn't think it was this

There's sugar in my mouth
Liquor on my tongue
Freckles on my cheeks
From fucking goddamn west coast fun
I feel so beaten up and used
I don't know what I'm gonna do
I can't keep anything at all
From slipping through my raccoon claws
Except for all the soap

Orion


on Soap

There's all this dirt under my nails
Wouldn't you like to see where I went to high school?
Blood under my knuckles

You should've heard the way I spoke last night

There is salt inside my mouth
Sugar on my tongue
Freckles on my cheeks
From good old-fashioned west coast sun
I feel so beaten up and bruised
I don't know what I'm gonna do
I can't keep anything at all
From slipping through my raccoon claws
Except for (mhm)

Soap under my nails
Can you imagine being back in high school?
Blood scratched from my knuckles
You should've called but I guess so should I

There's salt inside my veins
Sugar on my tongue
Crinkles by my eyes
From goddamn fucking west coast sun
I feel so beaten up and bruised
I don't know what I'm gonna do
I can't keep anything at all
From slipping through my raccoon claws
Except for all

This soap under my nails
I never asked for this
I'm just one creature
Blood trapped in my knuckles
I don't know what I wanted
I didn't think it was this

There's sugar in my mouth
Liquor on my tongue
Freckles on my cheeks
From fucking goddamn west coast fun
I feel so beaten up and used
I don't know what I'm gonna do
I can't keep anything at all
From slipping through my raccoon claws
Except for all the soap

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