Sweating Bullets (Remastered 2004)
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Hello me ... Meet the real me

And my misfits way of life

A dark black past is my

Most valued possessions

Hindsight is always 20-20

But looking back it's still a bit fuzzy

Speak of mutually assured destruction?

Nice story ... Tell it to Reader's Digest !!!

Feeling paranoid

True enemy or false friend?

Anxiety's attacking me, and

My air is getting thin

I'm in trouble for the things

I haven't got to yet

I'm chomping at the bit and my

Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets

Hello me ... It's me again

You can subdue, but never tame me

It gives me a migraine headache

Thinking down to your level

Yea, just keep on thinking it's my fault

And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance

Mankind has got to know

His limitations

Feeling claustrophobic

Like the walls are closing in

Blood stains on my hands and

I don't know where I've been

I'm in trouble for the things

I haven't got to yet

I'm sharpening the axe, and my

Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets

Well, me ... It's nice talking to myself

A credit to dementia

Some day you too will know my pain

And smile its blacktooth grin

If the war inside my head

Won't take a day off I'll be dead

My icy fingers claw your back

Here I come again

Feeling paranoid

True enemy or false friend?

Anxiety's attacking me, and

And my air is getting thin

Feeling claustrophobic

Like the walls are closing in

Blood stains on my hands and

I don't know where I've been

Once you committed me

Now you've acquited me

Claiming validity

For your stupidity

I'm chomping at the bit

I'm sharpening the axe

Here I come again, whoa!

Sweating bu

Hello me ... Meet the real me

And my misfits way of life

A dark black past is my

Most valued possessions

Hindsight is always 20-20

But looking back it's still a bit fuzzy

Speak of mutually assured destruction?

Nice story ... Tell it to Reader's Digest !!!

Feeling paranoid

True enemy or false friend?

Anxiety's attacking me, and

My air is getting thin

I'm in trouble for the things

I haven't got to yet

I'm chomping at the bit and my

Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets

Hello me ... It's me again

You can subdue, but never tame me

It gives me a migraine headache

Thinking down to your level

Yea, just keep on thinking it's my fault

And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance

Mankind has got to know

His limitations

Feeling claustrophobic

Like the walls are closing in

Blood stains on my hands and

I don't know where I've been

I'm in trouble for the things

I haven't got to yet

I'm sharpening the axe, and my

Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets

Well, me ... It's nice talking to myself

A credit to dementia

Some day you too will know my pain

And smile its blacktooth grin

If the war inside my head

Won't take a day off I'll be dead

My icy fingers claw your back

Here I come again

Feeling paranoid

True enemy or false friend?

Anxiety's attacking me, and

And my air is getting thin

Feeling claustrophobic

Like the walls are closing in

Blood stains on my hands and

I don't know where I've been

Once you committed me

Now you've acquited me

Claiming validity

For your stupidity

I'm chomping at the bit

I'm sharpening the axe

Here I come again, whoa!

Sweating bu

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