Screaming vocals, blues guitar, fuzz bass, and industrial drums - produced to sound like it was recorded in a barn with one microphone. Hristo is an embodiment
I hid my shells in a lake of sand
And watched you as you dug
Make a little necklace with a tooth floss strand
And I’m gonna show you love
Your mama taught you how to be a gypsy
Taught you when to run
But I’m gonna show you how to stand strong
And keep your little head above the sun
(chorus)
Oh, oh, oh
You made me a friend
But everyone would stare
Oh, oh, oh
I know you wanna say hello
But you’re waving at the air
You’ve been changed by this desert place
And no one knows where you’ve been
I’m a guard and I’m a witness
I know that you’re the victim of a sin
(chorus)
When you gonna go back home?
When you gonna stop talking with the shade?
Well your mama gone and left you at the middle of the Earth
Left me to be the serenade
(chorus)
