Melanie Martinez

Milk Of The Siren

Melanie Martinez

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Milk Of The Siren

Written by Tim Sommers / Melanie Martinez / Jeremy Dussolliet

	  		G#m            F#       E7M 
Drink from the leche of sirens 
G#m         F#4      E7M 
Summon the sailors in town 
G#m         F#      E7M       B 
Strangle the fear of decidin' 
G#m           D#         G#m 
Which one's deservin' to drown 

( G  F#   ) 

G#m                        D# 
Engraved in our memory, the harm that was done 
F#                            F            C# 
Our mothers, the witches, they banished and burned 
G#m                    D# 
All of our sisters were killed and abused 
F#                             F      C# 
By sword-swingin' men who would always accuse 

G#m                    D#m 
The worst of a woman who fights for our right 
                          C# 
To be where we belong, at the front of the line 
E                   G#m 
Tired of silence and bein' polite 
C#m                         D#7 
Your legs turn to shimmerin' scales in the night 

G#m            F#       E7M 
Drink from the leche of sirens 
G#m         F#4      E7M 
Summon the sailors in town 
G#m         F#      E7M       B 
Strangle the fear of decidin' 
G#m           D#         G#m 
Which one's deservin' to drown 

Don't feel bad when these fuckers all drown 

G#m 
Let them drown (drown) 
G 
Let them drown (drown) 
F#                      
Let them drown (drown, drown) 

G#m                   D# 
Tenderness worn on the skin like a dress 
F#                         F 
Nurture these men, pull them out of their mess 
G#m                       D# 
They steal the resources, destroy all the land 
F#                       F        C# 
Belittle the power of the feminine hand 

G#m                 D#m 
The milk from the rivers of every Moon 
                          C# 
Cradle you tight like you're back in the womb 
E                     G#m 
Bury their souls in a cove by the light 
C#m                         D#7 
Celestial dip, all that ego and pride 

D#                   E7M 
Nothing wrong with a little havoc 
D#                G#m 
It's fun when shit hits the fan 
D#                  E 
So guillotine their heads by shoutin' 
D#7              E7M 
Cut 'em off, leave waters red 
		  

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