Luyện nghe bài hát Sweating Bullets

Hello me, the real me
And my way of life
A dark past is my
Most valued

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

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

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

me, it's me again
You can subdue, but never me
It me a migraine headache
down to your level

Yeah, just keep on it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking
has got to know
His

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

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

Well, me, it's nice talking to
A to dementia
Some day you too will my pain
And smile it's black grin

If the war my head
take a day off I'll be dead
My icy fingers claw your
I come again

Feeling
True or false friend?
attacking me
And my air is thin

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

you committed me
Now you've me
Claiming
For stupidity

I'm at the bit
I'm the ax
Oh, were I come again,
Sweating