Luyện nghe bài hát Sweating Bullets

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

is always 20-20
But back it's still a bit fuzzy
Speak of assured destruction?
Nice story, tell it to reader's

paranoid
True enemy or 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, bullets

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

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

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

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

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

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

Feeling
True or false friend?
Anxiety's me
And my air is thin

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

Once you me
Now acquitted me
validity
For your

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