كلمات Microphone

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 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