Luyện nghe bài hát Sweating Bullets

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

Hindsight is 20-20
But looking back it's still a bit
Speak of mutually 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 wet, sweating bullets

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

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

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

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

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

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

paranoid
True enemy or friend?
attacking me
And my air is getting

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

you committed me
Now you've me
validity
For stupidity

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