Misery is all we know lately
Saturdays are all the same
Sympathy is overrated
Like a snapshot when you've lost the game
Now it's all the funeral
I've become a serial
Killer of us both
Now it's all the funeral
I've become a serial
Killer of us both
No, I
Don't want to get thrown in your ocean
Don't try
You know that we already know it
It's over
At your own burial
Don't forget to cry
At your own burial
Licking up my eighty-first birthday
Every day this body goes to waste
Remembering how I would raise an army
When we went back to your place
Now it's all the funeral
I've become a serial
Killer of us both
Now it's all the funeral
I've become a serial
Killer of us both
No, I
Don't want to get thrown in your ocean
Don't try
You know that we already know it
It's over
At your own burial
Don't forget to cry
At your own burial
At your own burial
Don't forget to cry
At your own burial
About This Song
"Burial" is a haunting electro-pop meditation on the slow death of a relationship, where the narrator acknowledges their role as the "serial killer" destroying both partners through toxic patterns. The song explores themes of emotional numbness, self-destruction, and the ritualistic nature of breakups, with lyrics that frame the end of love as both funeral and crime scene. Miike Snow's signature blend of melancholic synths and driving beats creates an atmospheric tension that mirrors the push-and-pull of wanting to end things while fearing the finality. The track stands out for its brutally honest self-awareness and the way it transforms relationship dissolution into something almost ceremonial, making it a standout from their debut album's exploration of modern romantic alienation.
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