hey, nothing - Hound Lyrics

hey, nothing Lyrics

"Hound"

Watching you crumble
Into a bad year
Watching me
Upon a bad

Blame it on Veronica
Tell her I'll come around
I'll stick to my satellite
'Cause I'm lookin' for a hound
I'm looking for a family
Sleeping on different towns
Looking for a landlord
Just to kick me out

Weight is on my ribs
Pollen off our necks
I've waited for this, I've waited for this
Shaving off my head and saying something I'll regret
I've waited for this, I've waited for this

I've waited for this, I've waited for this
I've waited for this, I've waited for this

Blame it on astrology
Blame it on the South
Give it to me honestly
Give me just an ounce
We could have a baby, we could stick around
A year or two or eighty

Be a lover, be a hound
Be a lover, be a hound
Be a lover, be a hound
Be a lover, be a hound
Be a lover, be a hound
Be a lover, be a hound
Be a lover, be a hound
Be a lover, be a hound
Be a lover, be a hound
Be a lover, be a hound
Be a lover, be a hound
Be a lover, be a hound
Be a lover, be a hound

Weight is on my ribs
Pollen off our necks
I've waited for this, I've waited for this
I've waited for this, I've waited for this
I've waited for this, I've waited for this
I've waited for this, I've waited for this, I've

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album: "Hound" (2026)

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