Lightheaded Songtext
von Pernice Brothers

Fuel for the workings of my troubled mind
Thumbin′ the year in pictures
Don't recognize the times that it says are mine
Who were you then? Who are you to become?
Drink rain distorts the pages
Helpin′ the heads to swell and the colors run
And I feel so light-headed
I hook my car to a dying star


Fuel for the workings of my troubled mind
Thumbin' the year in pictures
Don't recognize the times that it says are mine
And I feel so light-headed
I hook my car to a dying star

High gloss on the magazine
Compatibility quiz goes awright
A classy perfume insert
I breaks free and smothers me with light

And I feel so light-headed
I feel so light-headed
I feel so light-headed
I hook my car to a dying star

High gloss on the magazine
High gloss on the magazine
High gloss on the magazine