Shoelaces

I'm not really sick I'm just an archetypal muse
A girl who's interrupted
And whose laces have been taken from her shoes
She's got the blues

Here's a list of things to bring to the hospital today
My jeans, my coat, my hoodie 'cause I'm turning every shade of blue
Yeah, every hue

And here's some things to keep your precious concious occupied
Do crafts, do puzzles, maybe you could have some sort of fun
You're feeling numb

Dum, da da dum, da da dum, da da dum
(Hey Mom, can you bring my jeans
My coat, my big rainbow sweater, my green hoodie
My black beanie, um
My facewash, and some soap
That's about it)
Da da
Oh, uh, and some food

I'm not really sick I'm just an archetypal muse
A girl who's interrupted
And whose laces have been taken from her shoes
She's got the blues
She's got the blues

Things are heating up and you can hear the water near
Your feelings boiling up and making bubbles that no one else can hear
It's in your ear

I'm not really sick I'm just an archetypal muse
A girl who's interrupted
And whose laces have been taken from her shoes
She's got the blues
She's got the blues



Credits
Writer(s): Audrey Hirschman
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