Skin
Marika Hackman Lyrics
I'm jealous of your neck
That narrow porcelain plinth of flesh
It gets to hold your head
And I'd rather perform the task instead
I'll use my hands
You told me of your heart
A cold tile cavern bathed in dark
And earthy roots hanging from within
To shed some light the fire must get in
A searing pulse
I'm a fever in your chest
The burning sun I'm west
I, I am too naïve (You, you are too naïve)
Your lunar strands were lit in red and green
A captivating scene
A portion of myself was lost to me (A portion of yourself was lost to–)
But I'm not dead (But you're not dead)
Just a harbour no one's in
An empty salt filled skin
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Written by: MARIKA LOUISE HACKMAN
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Marika Louise Hackman (born 1992) is an English vocalist, multi-instrumentalist and songwriter.
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. Read Full BioMarika Louise Hackman (born 1992) is an English vocalist, multi-instrumentalist and songwriter.
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.
As a teenager she was a model for Burberry.
In 2013 she toured Australia and Europe as an opening act for Laura Marling
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. Read Full BioMarika Louise Hackman (born 1992) is an English vocalist, multi-instrumentalist and songwriter.
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.
As a teenager she was a model for Burberry.
In 2013 she toured Australia and Europe as an opening act for Laura Marling
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sealylibby
I'm jealous of your neck
That narrow porcelain plinth of flesh
It gets to hold your head
And I'd rather perform the task instead
I'll use my hands
You told me of your heart
A cold tile cavern bathed in dark
And earthy roots hanging from within
To shed some light the fire must get in
A searing pulse
I'm a fever in your chest
The burning sun I'm west
I, I am too naïve (You, you are too naïve)
Your lunar strands were lit in red and green
A captivating scene
A portion of myself was lost to me (A portion of yourself was lost to–)
But I'm not dead (But you're not dead)
Just a harbour no one's in
sealylibby
I'm jealous of your neck
That narrow porcelain plinth of flesh
It gets to hold your head
And I'd rather perform the task instead
I'll use my hands
You told me of your heart
A cold tile cavern bathed in dark
And earthy roots hanging from within
To shed some light the fire must get in
A searing pulse
I'm a fever in your chest
The burning sun I'm west
I, I am too naïve (You, you are too naïve)
Your lunar strands were lit in red and green
A captivating scene
A portion of myself was lost to me (A portion of yourself was lost to–)
But I'm not dead (But you're not dead)
Just a harbour no one's in
evacookie913
An empty salt filled skin
Brishti Majumder
This takes me to dark yet relaxing place
hades
This song is so intense yet it relaxes me.
It also makes me think of Hannibal and Will (from tv series Hannibal).
butter grandma
I like to think when after the first few times people fall in love with this song, then fall out love with song and move on... then come back after days maybe months... Will the feels be sorrow or joy?
Aga Fan.tasti.que'
came back after seeing my six year old post on facebook. it's still sorrow.
Gatto Goo
Sorrow
Fangeddeer Music
This is so beautiful, and the song and sound are killing me. I love it (•_,,,_,_•)
Ana Isabel Vaz
this song feels like living in a cottage where it always rains with the ghost of the person you love who only makes appearances in your fever dreams
Bitho Guzman
I love this song deeply