The Local Black And Red Lyrics

PHANTOM PLANET

Sitting in your room,
Drinking your perfume,
Wondering which day of the week
I'll die on now,
I'm lying on your bed,
Unscrewing your head,
Trying to figure out
What's wrong, inside,
So you don't hate yourself tonight, yeah

So now you fall asleep,
Inside a tambourine,
Next to broken headphones