The Funeral
Casey Lyrics


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Once again, my caution bends to soft amnesia as I forget that I've been here before
The melatonin fails again, and melancholy settles in
My mouth neglects the shape of words that I know you adored
And every night it hurts a little more

And I can't seem to satiate
The sadness that still resonates
Every bone in me will break
Beneath the weight of guilt that I can't place

If my happiness isn't permanent, then I am no more than a surrogate father
Lead to the alter to marry the mother despite all of my reservations
If the joy that I feel is so juvenile, how do I reconcile all the aggression that I seem to harbour?
The selfish depression that makes it so hard to feel loved?

Promise me you'll stay a while, I know I ask you all the time
Must be getting hard to pretend
And safe in the warmth of the sun I let myself undress
Revealing wounds that time neglects
Hesitant, I acquiesce to the softest embrace of your bed

Where shamefully I supplicate
For anything that seems to sooth my aches
Watch me as I dissipate
Dissolve into a solvent fear of change

Despondency bleeds into everything
Removing my hands from the wheel of the vehicle
I couldn't care at all
Sing me to sleep with my mellifluous misery




Drunk and delusional, numb at the funeral
Love was once sacrosanct, but now it resembles the sound of a language that I am scared to speak

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Casey's song "The Funeral" delve into themes of emotional turmoil, self-doubt, and a struggle with finding happiness and accepting love. The first verse portrays a sense of forgetfulness and sadness that the singer experiences, with their words failing to express their love. This inability to communicate their emotions adds to their pain and creates a cycle of hurt. The chorus reflects the singer's struggle to find solace and satisfaction, as they feel consumed by lingering sadness and guilt that they cannot identify.


The second verse brings up the singer's fear of commitment and their doubts about their own happiness. They question their ability to truly love and be loved, expressing a sense of selfishness and depression that makes it challenging for them to accept affection. The singer is aware of the strain that this uncertainty places on their relationship, constantly asking for reassurance from their partner. They find some solace in the warmth and vulnerability of intimacy, even though it reveals their emotional wounds neglected by time. The verse ends with the singer acknowledging their submission to the comforting embrace of their partner and their simultaneous desire for something to ease their pain.


The closing lines emphasize the overwhelming presence of despondency in every aspect of the singer's life, stating that they have relinquished control and no longer care about the consequences. The association of love with a funeral reflects a loss or deterioration of the sacredness and beauty that love once held for the singer. It also introduces feelings of fear, as speaking the language of love becomes intimidating and intimidating.


Overall, "The Funeral" paints a vivid picture of internal struggle and the search for emotional resolution. It explores the complexities of love, self-doubt, and the corrosive effects of depression.


Line by Line Meaning

Once again, my caution bends to soft amnesia as I forget that I've been here before
Once again, I start to forget all the warning signs and repeat the same mistakes.


The melatonin fails again, and melancholy settles in
Despite trying to find peace and sleep, my sadness prevails and weighs me down.


My mouth neglects the shape of words that I know you adored
I can't express my love and affection for you the way I used to.


And every night it hurts a little more
Each night the pain and sadness intensify.


And I can't seem to satiate
I can never satisfy or fulfill my emotional needs.


The sadness that still resonates
The deep sadness still lingers within me.


Every bone in me will break
I feel emotionally and mentally shattered.


Beneath the weight of guilt that I can't place
I carry an unexplained guilt and it weighs me down.


If my happiness isn't permanent, then I am no more than a surrogate father
If my joy is fleeting, then I am merely filling a role without truly being fulfilled.


Lead to the alter to marry the mother despite all of my reservations
I am pushed into a commitment despite my doubts and concerns.


If the joy that I feel is so juvenile, how do I reconcile all the aggression that I seem to harbour?
If my happiness feels immature, how can I make sense of the anger and hostility I hold inside?


The selfish depression that makes it so hard to feel loved?
My self-centered sadness hinders my ability to feel loved and accepted.


Promise me you'll stay a while, I know I ask you all the time
Please assure me that you'll stay with me for a while, I find myself constantly seeking reassurance.


Must be getting hard to pretend
It must be difficult for you to maintain a façade and pretend everything is okay.


And safe in the warmth of the sun I let myself undress
Finding comfort in the sunlight, I allow myself to open up and be vulnerable.


Revealing wounds that time neglects
I expose my emotional wounds that have been ignored and overlooked over time.


Hesitant, I acquiesce to the softest embrace of your bed
Reluctantly, I submit to the comforting embrace of your bed.


Where shamefully I supplicate
In this vulnerable moment, I beg for understanding and forgiveness.


For anything that seems to sooth my aches
I yearn for anything that can provide relief for my emotional pain.


Watch me as I dissipate
Witness as I slowly fade away and lose myself.


Dissolve into a solvent fear of change
I dissolve into a fear of change, fearing the unknown and the uncertainty it brings.


Despondency bleeds into everything
My deep sadness seeps into every aspect of my life and taints it.


Removing my hands from the wheel of the vehicle
I relinquish control and let life steer me without actively guiding it.


I couldn't care at all
I have become apathetic and indifferent to everything.


Sing me to sleep with my mellifluous misery
Help me find comfort in the sweet sound of my own melancholy.


Drunk and delusional, numb at the funeral
Intoxicated and lost in my own illusions, feeling emotionally detached at a symbolic gathering.


Love was once sacrosanct, but now it resembles the sound of a language that I am scared to speak
Love used to be sacred, but now it feels unfamiliar and intimidating, like a language I fear to express and understand.




Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc.
Written by: Thomas Jeffrey Weaver, Adam Paul Smith, Liam Kane Torrance, Toby James Evans, Maximillian Carnegie Nicolai

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@Futile_Dimension

So upsetting to see Casey go.. I will still continue to listen to them for years to come, probably the best band of this genre <3

@wadewilson7527

Absolutely agree.
I'm not really much of an emotional person but these news made me feel upset and kind of depressed since i've heard about it.
Hope i get to see them on their last europe tour.

@TheKKIIDD1412

You can delete “of this genre”

@Futile_Dimension

ガヴァッソマッチア True

@bulansabit4413

So true!!

@younglingslayer2896

Just a fucking great band sad they're gone now

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@struggling741

This band will always hold my heart man some tough times were only got through because of these guys ❤

@borysokorokov9018

It took me 32 years of my life to discover my favorite band and I know there'll be no greatest musicians ever.
Bless you guys and thank you for saving me.

@user-ul5we1ig9t

Эти негодяи украли моё сердечко и распались к ебеням

@ash-ns3ws

I don't feel as sad as I was when this album came out thankfully. but I still remember those feelings of when I would lay awake at night listening to this on repeat until the sound entered my bones. it's a familiar feeling, sitting here now almost 4 years later, but it shows to me how far I've come with myself. for that I am grateful, and I hope the same for everyone else.

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