Luyện nghe bài hát Sweating Bullets

Hello me, meet the me
And my misfits way of
A dark black is my
valued possession

Hindsight is 20-20
But looking back still a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually destruction?
Nice story, tell it to 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 getting wet, sweating

Hello me, it's me
You can subdue, but tame me
It me a migraine headache
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

claustrophobic
Like the walls are 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, bullets

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

If the war inside my
Won't take a day off be dead
My icy fingers claw back
Here I again

paranoid
True enemy or false
attacking me
And my air is getting

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

you committed me
Now acquitted me
validity
For your

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