This past week has been a week. And when I turned to YouTube for a pick-me-up at the end of an incredibly draining week, YouTube sent me “Purge the Poison” by Marina. I swear the robots are getting smarter.
I’m not going to wax poetic about how much I love this song. I’m just going to drop the lyrics below and you can see for yourself. I hope the rest of you had a better week than me!
All my friends are witches and we live in Hollywood
Mystical bitches making our own sisterhood
While society is falling, we are quietly reforming
Protecting the planet, healing our own damage
Quarantined all alone, Mother Nature’s on the phone
“What have you been doing? Don’t forget I am your home
Virus come, fires burn until human beings learn
From every disaster, you are not my master”
Need to purge the poison, show us our humanity
All the bad and good, racism and misogyny
Nothing’s hidden anymore, capitalism made us poor
God, forgive America for every single war
Need to purge the poison from our system
Until human beings listen
Tell me, who do you think you are, are?
It’s your own decision
But your home is now your prison
You forgot that, without me, you won’t go far, far
Need to purge the poison from our system
Until human beings listen
Tell me who do you think you are?
2007 when size zero was the rage
Britney shaved her head and
All we did was call her crazed
Harvey Weinstein, gone to jail
Me Too went on to unveil
Truth and all its glory
The ending of a story
It’s a new world order, everything just falls away
Our life as we knew it now belongs to yesterday
Inside all the love and hate we can now regenerate
Stopped how we’d been living every single day
Need to purge the poison from my system
Until human beings listen
Tell me, who do you think you are, are?
It’s your own decision
But your home is now your prison
You forgot that, without me, you won’t go far, far
Need to purge the poison from our system
Until human beings listen
Tell me, who do you think you are?
I just want a world where I can see the feminine
We only make up one-quarter of the government
Like an angel gone to hell
Cast the moon under our spell
Owning female power, taking back what’s ours
Earth is like a white rose
Quiet cloud of petals fold
A place so corrupt where
Angel flesh and blood is sold
The feminine is born as new
Started with a diamond dew
Solitude was coming, everybody knew
Need to purge the poison from our system
Until human beings listen
Tell me, who do you think you are, are?
It’s your own decision
But your home is now your prison
You forgot that, without me, you won’t go far, far
Suggestions for artists I should check out? Please contact me with your ideas. I hope you enjoyed your daily helping of art!
