The Local Black And Red — текст песни (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

& your high school yearbook

I wrote on the final page,

Wish I could`ve stayed around

to watch the last band play, hey hey hey,

I heard they just broke up yesterday..



[Chorus:]

Frequenting the local black & red,

& how that band played

you really had to stare,

you`d hardly be aware

that you were blinking,

you`d hardly be aware

that you were blinking yeah....





[Thanks to Manno1441@aol.com for these lyrics]