She was born in Hampshire and has lived in Devon, Brighton and London. She is of Finnish descent.
Hackman went to Bedales School where she met Cara Delevingne. Together they formed a short-lived band where Hackman played drums and Delevingne played guitar and sang.
Johnny Flynn also studied at the same school and knew and appreciated Hackman's music. He was instrumental in getting her first record deal with Transgressive and produced her debut single.
In 2013 she toured Australia and Europe as an opening act for Laura Marling
Round We Go
Marika Hackman Lyrics
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Left my hands above the flames
Heal my skin, with a bite of ointment
Tastes like hell but I'm in pain
Don't speak softly, I'm deaf
As opposed and I like it, the silence
How it burns! I can't focus on you
See my skin? It's turning red
Don't speak softly, I'm deaf
I'm inside my head, rolling 'round my skull
Like a flesh-coloured marble, round we go
Hold my tongue with a finger, no thumb
Pressing down into my neck
How it hurts! I can't exhale, next bale
Tell me I'm a nervous wreck
Don't speak softly, I'm deaf
I'm inside my head, rolling 'round my skull
Like a flesh-coloured marble, round we go
Inside my head, rolling 'round my skull
Like a flesh-coloured marble, round we go
The song "Round We Go" by Marika Hackman seems to be about the internal struggles and pain that the singer is experiencing. The opening lines "Oh my god, what have I done? / Left my hands above the flames" evoke a sense of regret and self-harm. The next lines "Heal my skin, with a bite of ointment / Tastes like hell but I’m in pain" suggest that the singer is attempting to dress their self-inflicted wounds but is still hurting. The repeated line "Don’t speak softly, I’m deaf" could mean that they don't want to be treated gently and want to confront their pain head-on.
The second stanza begins with "I’m inside my head, rolling ‘round my skull / Like a flesh-coloured marble, round we go" which could suggest that they are battling their inner demons and thoughts that are spinning around in their mind. The lines "Hold my tongue with a finger, no thumb / Pressing down into my neck" show the physical manifestation of their internal struggle. The final lines "Tell me I’m a nervous wreck / Don’t speak softly, I’m deaf" could be the singer asking for validation and acknowledgment of their pain.
Overall, the song seems to be a commentary on the difficulty of dealing with personal pain and the importance of being heard and validated.
Line by Line Meaning
Oh my god, what have I done?
Expressing regret and questioning one's actions
Left my hands above the flames
Did something that caused pain or harm
Heal my skin, with a bite of ointment
Trying to fix the damage caused
Tastes like hell but I’m in pain
The solution is unpleasant but necessary
Don’t speak softly, I’m deaf
I need direct and clear communication
As opposed and I like it, the silence
Preferring silence over meaningless chatter
I’ll just smile and nod my head
Pretending to understand
How it burns! I can't focus on you
The pain is overpowering and distracting
See my skin? It’s turning red
The physical manifestation of the pain
I’m inside my head, rolling ‘round my skull
Mental anguish and confusion
Like a flesh-coloured marble, round we go
Feeling trapped and cyclical
Hold my tongue with a finger, no thumb
Trying to control speech but failing
Pressing down into my neck
The feeling of being choked or suffocated
How it hurts! I can't exhale, next bale
Physical and emotional pain
Tell me I’m a nervous wreck
Acknowledging one's own instability
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: MARIKA LOUISE HACKMAN
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@quinmp3
i'm cryin at the club this is so G O O D
@heylornah
absolute favourite song/ album of 2017
@registeredalien7331
Marika. I love you. ~sincerely, a very grateful fan.
@pidebird
Oh my god, what have I done?
Left my hands above the flames
Heal my skin, with a bite of ointment
Tastes like hell but I’m in pain
Don’t speak softly, I’m deaf
As opposed and I like it, the silence
I’ll just smile and nod my head
How it burns! Like I’m focused on you
See my skin? It’s turning red
Don’t speak softly, I’m deaf
Don’t speak softly, I’m deaf
I’m inside my head, rolling ‘round my skull
Like a flesh-coloured marble, round we go
Hold my tongue with a finger, no fun
Pressing down into my neck
How it hurts! Like an exhale, next bale
Tell me I’m a nervous wreck
Don’t speak softly, I’m deaf
Don’t speak softly, I’m deaf
I’m inside my head, rolling ‘round my skull
Like a flesh-coloured marble, round we go
Inside my head, rolling ‘round my skull
Like a flesh-coloured marble, round we go