When Indigo De Souza titled her 2018 debut I Love My Mom, she was not kidding: she really does love her mom. So in the Asheville artist’s latest single, “Kill Me,” it is not surprising when she sings, “Call your mother, tell her you love her,” and even less so when she follows it up with, “Call my mother, and tell her the same.” But there is no happy family in this song: just two young lovers and their world-weary fatalism. “Kill me, slowly,” De Souza croons, assuring us that her lover-killer will follow suit, Romeo-and-Juliet style. And there is no glamour in their deaths; the bodies, she reminds us, will need to be cleaned up.

“Kill Me” is the closing track on De Souza’s upcoming album and Saddle Creek debut, Any Shape You Take, and indie pop lyrics don’t get more visceral and macabre than these. “Fuck me till my brains start dripping,” she sings, “Down to the second floor in our home.” At times, De Souza wails along to frenzied, thumping snares and rolling crashes; in other moments, she peels back with a lone electric guitar. And if she invokes both the anguish and tenderness of an all-consuming love, she does so with an overriding, almost joyous sense of clarity. In the music video, she delivers the line, “Here I am, fucked up” with a twirl and a grin. There is no self-deprecation or wallowing—only the strange exhilaration in letting our darkest selves be known.