Mice
Billie Marten Lyrics
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Most of the time
I'm living my life all wrong
I felt nothing at all
The freedom of the fall
My smile is on the backseat, the back wall
Watch me as I go and separate the ones that I am made to love and hate
I'm tired
I'm tired
I can do things
No human can do
I can doubt myself and then I'll doubt you
That's nothing new
Watch me as I go and separate the ones that I am made to love and hate
And slowly counting down my body weight
I'm tired
Watch me as I go and separate the ones that I am made to love and hate
And slowly counting down my body weight
I'm tired
I'm tired
And the stars, they look like little mice
To me, I am my only vice
Sat on a dead man's bench
The sun cools my neck
It covers my skin
The earth pulls me back
How 'bout that?
Watch me as I go and separate the ones that I am made to love and hate
And slowly counting down my body weight
I'm tired
Watch me as I go and separate the ones that I am made to love and hate
And slowly counting down my body weight
I'm tired
In Billie Marten's song "Mice," the singer reflects on a sense of disconnection and detachment from the world around her. She opens with the admission that she often feels like she's living life "all wrong," which suggests that she's struggling to find her place and purpose in the world. She goes on to describe a feeling of emptiness, saying that she "felt nothing at all" and that her "smile is on the backseat, the back wall." This could mean that she's been putting on a facade and hiding her true emotions from others.
The chorus of the song is a repetition of the lines "Watch me as I go and separate the ones that I am made to love and hate, and slowly counting down my body weight. I'm tired." This seems to be a reflection on the singer's struggle to connect with others and her own fluctuating sense of self-worth. By separating the people in her life into those she loves and those she hates, she's trying to make sense of her feelings and align herself with what she thinks she should be feeling. The line about counting down her body weight could suggest that she's struggling with an eating disorder or some other form of self-harm.
The most striking image in the song is the description of the stars looking like "little mice" to the singer. This is a poignant metaphor for the singer's sense of insignificance and detachment from the world around her. She seems to be struggling with her own sense of self-worth and feels like her only vice is her own self-centeredness.
Overall, "Mice" is a haunting and introspective song that explores themes of loneliness, self-doubt, and detachment. The images and metaphors used by the singer are powerful and thought-provoking, making this song a memorable addition to Billie Marten's body of work.
Line by Line Meaning
I don't understand why
I'm sometimes confused about my own thoughts and feelings
Most of the time
This is a common experience for me
I'm living my life all wrong
I feel like I'm not doing things the way I should be
I felt nothing at all
I'm struggling with feeling numb
The freedom of the fall
There's a certain exhilaration in letting go
My smile is on the backseat, the back wall
I'm masking my emotions behind a facade
I can do things
I have some unique abilities
No human can do
These abilities are beyond what is typical for most people
I can doubt myself and then I'll doubt you
I struggle with trusting others as much as I doubt myself
That's nothing new
This is a recurring experience
And the stars, they look like little mice
The sight of stars reminds me of small, vulnerable creatures
To me, I am my only vice
I tend to be self-critical and hard on myself
Sat on a dead man's bench
I'm in a place with some history and maybe some sadness
The sun cools my neck
The warmth of the sun is soothing
It covers my skin
I appreciate the feeling of the sun on my body
The earth pulls me back
I feel a sense of groundedness and connection to the world
How 'bout that?
This is a moment to appreciate the beauty around me
Watch me as I go and separate the ones that I am made to love and hate
I struggle with conflicting emotions about different people in my life
And slowly counting down my body weight
I'm preoccupied with my physical appearance and body image
I'm tired
This is taking its toll on me
Watch me as I go and separate the ones that I am made to love and hate
Repeating this line reinforces the importance of this struggle in my life
And slowly counting down my body weight
Repeating this line reinforces my fixation on physical appearance
I'm tired
Repeating this line drives home the exhaustion I feel
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Written by: Isabella Tweddle
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@julianarose5603
I don't understand why
Most of the time
I'm living my life all wrong
I felt nothing at all
The freedom of the fall
My smile is on the backseat, the back wall
Watch me as I go and separate the ones that I am made to love and hate
And slowly counting down my body weight
I'm tired
I'm tired
I can do things
No human can do
I can doubt myself and then I'll doubt you
That's nothing new
Watch me as I go and separate the ones that I am made to love and hate
And slowly counting down my body weight
I'm tired
Watch me as I go and separate the ones that I am made to love and hate
And slowly counting down my body weight
I'm tired
I'm tired
And the stars, they look like little mice
To me, I am my only vice
Sat on a dead man's bench
The sun cools my neck
It covers my skin
The earth pulls me back
How 'bout that?
Watch me as I go and separate the ones that I am made to love and hate
And slowly counting down my body weight
I'm tired
Watch me as I go and separate the ones that I am made to love and hate
And slowly counting down my body weight
I'm tired
I'm tired
@IemTheo
There migth be multiple reasons a person listens this
Some want a soothing track to lull them to sleep, to those poeple: leave the comments and get rest, you deserve. Sleep well
Some are lonely or are feeling sad, to those peple: all pain ends eventually, the Good Will come son enough, you cand o this.
Some may be studyin, to those people: leave the comments, i wish you Good luck, you’re going to do amazing.
Some cant stand the silence and the thoughts and tears that accompany the silence. To those people: take a Deep breath in. Noe exhale, now just say: im fine, i Will be fine, im in control, im ok.
To any who is Reading this right now, i love you, and so many others. You have nothing to worry about. Take a breath and appreciate the Good things about this world. Everithing is and Will be ok. You’ve got this.
@sourcehauntings8851
To me, this song is about anxiety and feeling like you have to fit in and how exhausting and depressing it is.
@GGswiftie13
2020 and we're still here... So underrated...
@Aj.20000
GGswiftie13 fr
@rockytalkie6713
i would be anyone’s best friend if they listened to billie martin at my school
@fallingforchloei5018
YESSSS
@lu2064
Still in 2021 xD
@Parzival6969_
Still 2021
@julianarose5603
I don't understand why
Most of the time
I'm living my life all wrong
I felt nothing at all
The freedom of the fall
My smile is on the backseat, the back wall
Watch me as I go and separate the ones that I am made to love and hate
And slowly counting down my body weight
I'm tired
I'm tired
I can do things
No human can do
I can doubt myself and then I'll doubt you
That's nothing new
Watch me as I go and separate the ones that I am made to love and hate
And slowly counting down my body weight
I'm tired
Watch me as I go and separate the ones that I am made to love and hate
And slowly counting down my body weight
I'm tired
I'm tired
And the stars, they look like little mice
To me, I am my only vice
Sat on a dead man's bench
The sun cools my neck
It covers my skin
The earth pulls me back
How 'bout that?
Watch me as I go and separate the ones that I am made to love and hate
And slowly counting down my body weight
I'm tired
Watch me as I go and separate the ones that I am made to love and hate
And slowly counting down my body weight
I'm tired
I'm tired
@sarahaljuboor3360
Thank you.
@eigerultra6478
What does it all mean? Teenage angst?