Luyện nghe bài hát Sweating Bullets

Hello me, the real me
And my misfits way of
A dark black is my
Most valued

Hindsight is always
But looking it's still a bit fuzzy
Speak of assured destruction?
Nice story, tell it to digest

paranoid
True enemy or friend?
attacking 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, sweating

Hello me, me again
You can subdue, but never me
It gives me a migraine
Thinking down to your

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

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

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 to dementia
day you too will know my pain
And smile it's tooth grin

If the war my head
Won't a day off I'll be dead
My icy fingers claw your
Here I again

Feeling
enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's me
And my air is getting

Feeling
the walls are closing in
Blood on my hands and
I don't know where I've

you committed me
Now you've me
validity
For stupidity

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