Melanie Martinez lyrics plus the meanings (PORTALS)

~MILK OF THE SIREN~

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The meaning or theme:
The song appears to be a call to arms for women to rise up and take control of their lives and destinies, and not to feel guilty or ashamed for doing so. It makes metaphors of women of the past having to remember they do not need to worry about which abusive sailor they drown, sending an overall message that encourages self defense. The lyrics also reference discriminatory history, such as the burning of accused women at stakes, or the colonization of innocents. The intention of the song seems to be a message to tell women to stop allowing men to walk all over them and take charge of what they desire.
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Official Audio:

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Lyrics:

[Intro]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of deciding
Which one's deserving to drown

[Post-Chorus 1]
Ah-ah
Ah-ah

[Verse 1]
Engraved in our memory, the harm that was done
Our mothers, the witches they banished and burned
All of our sisters were killed and abused
By sword-swinging men who would always accuse

[Pre-Chorus 1]
The worst of a woman who fights for our rights
To be where we belong at the front of the line
Tired of silence and being polite
Your legs turn to shimmering scales in the night

[Chorus]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of deciding
Which one's deserving to drown

[Post-Chorus 2]
Don't feel bad when these fuckers all drown
Let them drown (Ah)
Let them drown (Ah)
Let them drown (Ah, ah)

[Verse 2]
Tenderness worn on the skin like a dress
Nurture these men, pull them out of their mess
They steal the resources, destroyed all the land
Belittle the power of the feminine hand

[Pre-Chorus 2]
The milk from the rivers of every moon
Cradle you tight like you're back in the womb
Bury their souls in the coven of light
Celestial dip all that ego and pride

[Chorus]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of deciding
Which one's deserving to drown

[Post-Chorus 3]
Let them drown (Ah)
Let them drown (Ah)
Let them drown (Ah, ah)

[Outro]
Nothing wrong with a little havoc
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shouting
"Cut 'em off," the water's red
Nothing wrong with a little havoc
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shouting
"Cut 'em off," the water's red
Nothing wrong with a little havoc (Drink from the leche of sirens)
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shouting (Summon the sailors in town)
"Cut 'em off," the water's red
Nothing wrong with a little havoc (Strangle the fear of deciding)
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shouting (Which one's deserving to drown)
"Cut 'em off," the water's red
Don't feel bad when these fuckers all drown