Red Pistachio by Elk Minister Lyrics
The unnatural dream it seems, you have the loveliest eyes
I’ve never seen something so obscene, I had a wet dream so it seems
If my dolls will come alive tonight
With sounds from the ground cracking open
Out of sight out of mind
Tell me how i’m going to die
Red pistachio
Red pistachio
When day turns to night all of the air and sunlight
The piece underneath my dancing feet beneath all the sunlight
When you look into my eyes
Do you see satan or God?
Dressed up in disguise making up more lies
Out of sight
Tell me how I’m going to die
Red pistachio
Red pistachio
I’m waking up from a dream, I think I’m going to die
I can’t catch my breath I'm fresh out of luck I think I’m going to die
In a fearful state
The one where my fate
Has helped me murder my tears
I am the man of the year
Out of mind
Tell me how i’m going to die
Red pistachio
Red pistachio
I am every mother and every child
It makes me smile for a while as I walk for miles
I am so tempted by gold
It is the reason I sold
The devil some of my soul
I am the story that’s told
Out of sight
Out of mind
Tell me how I’m going to die
Red pistachio
Red pistachio
I’ve never seen something so obscene, I had a wet dream so it seems
If my dolls will come alive tonight
With sounds from the ground cracking open
Out of sight out of mind
Tell me how i’m going to die
Red pistachio
Red pistachio
When day turns to night all of the air and sunlight
The piece underneath my dancing feet beneath all the sunlight
When you look into my eyes
Do you see satan or God?
Dressed up in disguise making up more lies
Out of sight
Tell me how I’m going to die
Red pistachio
Red pistachio
I’m waking up from a dream, I think I’m going to die
I can’t catch my breath I'm fresh out of luck I think I’m going to die
In a fearful state
The one where my fate
Has helped me murder my tears
I am the man of the year
Out of mind
Tell me how i’m going to die
Red pistachio
Red pistachio
I am every mother and every child
It makes me smile for a while as I walk for miles
I am so tempted by gold
It is the reason I sold
The devil some of my soul
I am the story that’s told
Out of sight
Out of mind
Tell me how I’m going to die
Red pistachio
Red pistachio