Luyện nghe bài hát Sweating Bullets

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

is always 20-20
But looking back it's still a bit
Speak of mutually destruction?
story, tell it to reader's digest

Feeling
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, bullets

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

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

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

I'm in trouble for the
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 know my pain
And smile it's black grin

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

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

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

Once you me
Now you've me
validity
For stupidity

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