Shoestring - Lyla Foy

Don’t make me try to

All that I know I’ve given it

I’ve given it

Went for a breather

Made me a teaser

But came with a ticket yeah

Held me up to push me down

The animals have got me now

And put me in a league of my own

Head to toe I’m feeling cold

Some are nurtured to be sold

So put me in a cell on my own

Give me another reason

To get going

Took the remainder

Hung from my shoulder

My hand was very small in yours

You were the major

Cut with a razor

Left with a shoestring on

Held me up to push me down

The animals have got me now

And put me in a league of my own

Head to toe I’m feeling cold

Some are nurtured to be sold

So put me in a cell on my own

Give me another reason

To get going