"I Sold My Bed, But Not My Stereo" as written by Sebu Simonian and Ryan Merchant....
Black is my favorite color
Makes me feel like we know each other
Blank tapes and posters on the door
Listen to my Pink Floyd cover
Take a seat like a backbeat lover
Mixed tapes and cushions on the floor

I sold my bed, but not my stereo
I sold my bed, but not my stereo

Paper bags and escalators
Pushing up those broken faders
Only way to find out who you are
In a town of ones and zeros
You are one magnetic hero
Little things will always get you far

I sold my bed, but not my stereo
I sold my bed, but not my stereo
I sold my bed, but not my stereo
I sold my bed, but not my stereo

Black is my favorite color
Makes me feel like we know each other
In a town of ones and zeros
You are one magnetic hero

I sold my bed, but not my stereo
I sold my bed, but not my stereo
I sold my bed, but not my stereo
I sold my bed, but not my stereo


Lyrics submitted by PurpleDee, edited by Jossebn, neushoez

"I Sold My Bed, But Not My Stereo" as written by Sebu Simonian Ryan Merchant

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