Luyện nghe bài hát Sweating Bullets

Hello me, meet the me
And my misfits way of
A black past is my
Most possession

Hindsight is always
But back it's still a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually destruction?
story, tell it to reader's digest

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

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

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

Yeah, just keep on thinking my fault
And stay an inch or two outta distance
Mankind has got to
His

claustrophobic
Like the walls are in
stains on my hands
And I know where I've been

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

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

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

paranoid
True enemy or false
attacking me
And my air is getting

claustrophobic
Like the are closing in
stains on my hands and
I know where I've been

you committed me
Now you've me
validity
For stupidity

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