Little by little my humanity crumbles
And now I lay down with the dogs
For one shining second, you thought I was someone
But then caught me babbling, raving, unravelling
Slack-jawed and drooling on the back corner floor
Head come un-tethered in the basket before
Oh I tried to hide it; I wish you’d ignore it
It was only a moment now it’s under control
It’s under control
It’s under control
By the morning’s sweet dawning the dark cloud will pass
And the man with the good things inside will outlast…
The rabid savage, the cynical sinner,
The ever-born loser I’ll never let win
I just need to find someone who’s been where I’ve been
Who knows how to forgive when I stumble, when I crumble
When I shed my old skin and lay down with the dogs
South-bound travelling can sometimes serve you well
Perspective defines the cunt from the king
The difference makes heaven from hell
Little by little, humanity crumbles
And now we lay down with the dogs
For one ego moment, we thought we were human
Then stumbled, then we crumbled
Then we shed our sweet skins and lay down with the dogs
Yes we shed our sweet skins and lay down with the dogs
A vibrant vision of "Central Americana" from the Costa Rica-based artist, blending heartland devotionals with playful Tropicália grooves. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 27, 2022