Luyện nghe bài hát Sweating Bullets

Hello me, meet the me
And my way of life
A dark past is my
valued possession

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

Feeling
enemy 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
Palms are getting wet, sweating

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

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

claustrophobic
Like the are closing in
stains 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 wet, sweating bullets

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

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

paranoid
True or false friend?
Anxiety's me
And my air is getting

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

Once you me
Now you've me
validity
For your

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