Letra de Pistachio

Sit down and fire away, I know it´s
tricky when you´re feeling low,
When you feel like your flavour
Has gone the way of a pre-shelled pistachio...
I know you´re weighed down
you´re fed up with your heavy Your boots
Laced with melancholy notion´s all you own...

I do - like sugar - tend toward the
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brittle and sticky when spun
And I know my demeanor
Has gone the way of a photo left out in the sun...
I try to keep myself in lillies and flax seeds...
Oh what a folly- fooling just yourself...

Sit down and smoke away, I wouldn´t knock
it till you´re in them shoes
Oh watch as ours subtlety blows away as a
blusher gives way to a bruise...
But seemly, we´d freely make a trade-off
A dry rot to take the weight off
Swap the boots for red shoes