Crimson Glove from Boloubojica by Aleksandar Novaković

Crimson Glove

I don’t think I love her
I think I hate her
And it fits like
A crimson glove

She asked me if I’m religious
And I said I prefer
Sanctity of moment
Over saga about eternity

She said „You’ll never be a true artist
’cause you never throw your caution to the wind“
She said: „ You’ll never be a true artist
’cause there’s nothing happening in your life“
I said „I am artist because of that
And in spite of that“
She said: „Meh!“

She said: „You only want my body“
I said: „No, just one little bit“
She said: „You hate all the women“
I said: „No, just the one I’m temporarelly with“
She said: „You are becoming mad“
I said: „See, there’s something happening in my life“
She said: „I ’m gonna leave“
I said: „Share my misery – please, be my wife!“

Let’s make little bastards
Looking just like you
Oh yeah, come here,
Let’ts make misery of our lives
Real good


Oh, it fits so well, like a crimson glove
So well!

• Alternative
• electro
• postpunk
• psychedelic rock
• punk rock
• Београд