Hearse from Hearse / Circling by hayden casey

there is nothing i can tell you
that you don't already know
your face speaks your feeling so clearly
you've gone glowing and rosied
there's a gleam in your eyes now
a shift in your light now
and you're keeping it all a secret
what was this fever dream of a life we had
was it in my head, puddled in my hands
i don't know anymore
put me out of my misery already
i don't want to have to see
the way you drift toward each other
in the shifting light of the street
take me out in the yard, load a shell
i'm a dog with my head held down
load me into my velvet-lined hearse
and carry me out
at night i can be found
coddling the second place trophy you gave me
i gleam silver in the moon
put me out of my misery already
i don't want to have to see
the way you drift toward each other
in the shifting light of the street
take me out in the yard, load a shell
i'm a dog with my head held down
load me into my velvet-lined hearse
and carry me out
drop me in the grave i dug for myself

• Alternative
• bedroom pop
• dream pop
• indie folk
• indie pop
• indie rock
• United States