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damn i'm down to running on fumes now these ever changing moods of mine have finally regained the upper hand so i just plug in the chord avoid the beer on the floor and hide behind a telecaster and a stand can't see a thing but the mic as i am blinded by light my eyes my eyes on the microphone my eyes on the microphone tonight my eyes on the microphone my eyes on the microphone tonight i try to hide how i'd rather be alone sitting on my couch at home dying to be all alone tonight Damn some nights are bringing me down i don't do well in a crowd of drunken patrons when i'm sober as can be so i keep biting my nails exhaustion's 'bout to prevail just keep the autopilot on till i can sleep Letras de canciones can't see a thing but the mic as i am blinded by light my eyes my body covered in smoke on it's way down my throat and i choke From Letras Mania