Sweating Bullets

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

Yeah, 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

I hear it in here... Blood stains on my... The big axe...

Sweating, sweating, sweating, sweating, sweating, 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