Luyện nghe bài hát Sweating Bullets

Hello me, the real me
And my way of life
A black past is my
Most possession

Hindsight is 20-20
But looking back it's a bit fuzzy
of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story, tell it to digest

Feeling
True or false friend?
Anxiety's me and
My air is getting

I'm in trouble for the
I got to yet
I'm at the bit and my
Palms are getting wet, bullets

me, it's me again
You can subdue, but tame me
It gives me a headache
Thinking to your level

Yeah, just keep on thinking it's my
And an inch or two outta kicking distance
Mankind has got to
His

claustrophobic
Like the are closing in
Blood stains on my
And I don't know where I've

I'm in trouble for the
I got to yet
I'm the ax and my
Palms are getting wet, bullets

Well, me, it's talking to myself
A credit to
day you too will know my pain
And smile it's black grin

If the war inside my
Won't take a day off be dead
My icy fingers your back
Here I come

Feeling
True enemy or friend?
Anxiety's me
And my air is thin

Feeling
Like the walls are in
stains on my hands and
I don't know I've been

you committed me
Now acquitted me
validity
For your

I'm at the bit
I'm the ax
Oh, were I again, whoa
bullets