Luyện nghe bài hát Sweating Bullets

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

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

Feeling
True enemy or false
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, bullets

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

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

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

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 will know my
And smile it's tooth grin

If the war inside my
take a day off I'll be dead
My icy fingers your back
I come again

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

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

Once you me
Now you've me
Claiming
For your

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