Bright Eyes - Hit the Switch - 6

**Note I do not own the audio nor the album cover in this video. WMG owns the rights. I'm staring out into that vaccum again From the back porch of my mind The only thing thats alive I'm all there is And I start attacking my vodka, stab the ice with my straw My eyes have turned red as stoplights, you seem ready to walk You know I'll call you eventually, when I wanna talk 'Til then you're invisible. 'Cause theres a switch that gets hit and it all stops making sense And in the middle of drinks, maybe the fifth or the sixth I'm completely alone at a table of friends I feel nothing for them. I feel nothing, nothing Well, I need a break from the city again I think I'll ship myself back west I got a friend there, she says, "hey, any time." Unless that offers expired, I have been less than frequent she's under no obligation to indulge every whim And I'm so ungrateful, I take, she gives and forgives And I keep forgetting it And each morning she wakes with a dream to describe Something lovely that bloomed in her beautiful mind I said "I'll trade you one for two nightmares of mine I have some where I die, I have some where we all die." I'm thinking of quitting drinking again I know i said that a couple times And I'm always changing my mind, well, i guess i am But theres this burn in my stomach and theres this pain in my side And when I kneel at the toilet And the mornings clean light pours in through the window Sometimes I pray I don't die I'm a goddamn hypocrite But the night rolls around and it all starts making sense There is no right way or wrong way, you just have to live And so I do what I do and at least I exist What could mean more than this? What would mean more? Mean more? ohhhh


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Bright Eyes - Hit the Switch - 6**Note I do not own the audio nor the album cover in this video. WMG owns the rights. I'm staring out into that vaccum again From the back porch of my mind The only thing thats alive I'm all there is And I start attacking my vodka, stab the ice with my straw My eyes have turned red as stoplights, you seem ready to walk You know I'll call you eventually, when I wanna talk 'Til then you're invisible. 'Cause theres a switch that gets hit and it all stops making sense And in the middle of drinks, maybe the fifth or the sixth I'm completely alone at a table of friends I feel nothing for them. I feel nothing, nothing Well, I need a break from the city again I think I'll ship myself back west I got a friend there, she says, "hey, any time." Unless that offers expired, I have been less than frequent she's under no obligation to indulge every whim And I'm so ungrateful, I take, she gives and forgives And I keep forgetting it And each morning she wakes with a dream to describe Something lovely that bloomed in her beautiful mind I said "I'll trade you one for two nightmares of mine I have some where I die, I have some where we all die." I'm thinking of quitting drinking again I know i said that a couple times And I'm always changing my mind, well, i guess i am But theres this burn in my stomach and theres this pain in my side And when I kneel at the toilet And the mornings clean light pours in through the window Sometimes I pray I don't die I'm a goddamn hypocrite But the night rolls around and it all starts making sense There is no right way or wrong way, you just have to live And so I do what I do and at least I exist What could mean more than this? What would mean more? Mean more? ohhhh
   
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