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Megadeth - Warheads on Foreheads - Sweating Bullets
Warheads on Foreheads
Disc 1
01. Rattlehead
02. Mechanix
03. Killing Is My Business… And Business Is Good!
04. The Conjuring
05. Wake Up Dead
06. Devils Island
07. Good Mourning / Black Friday
08. Set the World Afire
09. In My Darkest Hour
10. Holy Wars… The Punishment Due
Disc 2
01. Hangar 18
02. Tornado of Souls
03. Rust in Peace… Polaris
04. Five Magics
05. Take No Prisoners
06. Skin o’ My Teeth
07. Angry Again
08. Symphony of Destruction
09. Sweating Bullets
10. À tout le monde
11. Train of Consequences
12. Reckoning Day
Disc 3
01. Trust
02. She‐Wolf
03. Wanderlust
04. Dread and the Fugitive Mind
05. Blackmail the Universe
06. Washington Is Next!
07. Head Crusher
08. Public Enemy No. 1
09. Kingmaker
10. The Threat Is Real
11. Poisonous Shadows
12. Death From Within
13. Dystopia
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

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, whoa!
Sweating bullets