Megadeth - Sweating Bullets From the album "Countdown To Extinction" released 1992.
Hello me, meet the real me And my misfit's way of life A dark, black past is my Most valued possession 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 Sinking 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
Solo - Mustaine I hear it in hear... Blood stains on my...hands The big axe... Sweating...
Well, me, it's nice talking to myself A credit to dementia Some day you too will know my pain And smile its "black-tooth 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 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 acquitted me Claiming validity For your stupidity I'm chomping at the bit I'm sharpening the axe Here I come again Sweating bullets
Megadeth - Sweating Bullets
From the album "Countdown To Extinction" released 1992.
Hello me, meet the real me
And my misfit's way of life
A dark, black past is my
Most valued possession
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
Sinking 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
Solo - Mustaine
I hear it in hear...
Blood stains on my...hands
The big axe...
Sweating...
Well, me, it's nice talking to myself
A credit to dementia
Some day you too will know my pain
And smile its "black-tooth 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 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 acquitted me
Claiming validity
For your stupidity
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm sharpening the axe
Here I come again
Sweating bullets
Music & lyrics - Mustaine