Luyện nghe bài hát Became

It's no surprise I slept, put my boots on and climbed out my tent.
I didn't see you, assumed you were sleeping, start a fire 'cause its freezing.
I can't believe we camping in the cold; I'm in the wilderness standing in some snow.
A late start but we can still catch up, you need to wake up, we eat and then pack up.
It's when I noticed your foot prints, snows fresh and those been put since.
What you're already up, the rounds? So where you at now, you laid back down?
The breeze came and it stalled out the flame, I went to your tent and called out your name.
You didn't answer so I opened up the it's just an empty sleeping bag and your backpack.
I'm at your tracks; you took a couple laps around the campground and hoofed down the path.
I figure you'll return no concern; Ima put and try to make this cold wood burn.
The wind is blowing strong, the minutes rolling on, it's going on at least half an you've been gone.
It right, start the paranoia; I left the camp site to go and search for ya.
I read the trail your made, each step was deliberately placed.
It looks like you know where it leads but I see nothing but frozen trees.
a mile into the course, another set of tracks appeared next to yours.
From the it came out of the thick woods, and those footprints belong to a big wolf.
Trying to service on my cellphone, I felt aight with my knife on my belt though.
I hope the wolf is intimidated by you, I wonder if you even what was behind you.
Stalkin ya, maybe ya, waiting for the opportunity to hop on top of ya.
Salivatin take ya to the stomach, in the cartoons you would have turned into a drumstick
And it gets about as bad it goes, 'cuz I notice there's a new set of in the snow.
I understood. It doesn't look good. Your fan club doubled now got another wolf.
And the odds are in favor of the home team, why'd you walk off all where you going?
It aint the right time to complain, but it feels like I'm to find your remains.
Your foot prints grew further apart, I knew what meant and it was hurting my heart.
It means you started to run so I did the same, now my looking like a steam engine train.
Suddenly tracks dip off of the track and so did theirs so my knife I grabbed.
the forest, expect the worst. Adrenaline burst disturbed the nerves.
50 yards into the woods and brush, it got so thick that it looked dusk.
The air stood serene, sober, it like a good 15 degrees colder.
And I'll admit hell ya I felt fear the of my heart beat was all I could hear.
Looking at the snow it was plain a clear there was a third set of wolf where yours disappeared.
I can't process, I don't follow. It would be easier to that you were swallowed.
no sign of death, no sign of struggle, no signs of blood, no signs of trouble.
And the wolves never stopped, the tracks kept and I took off.
So I know how your story ends, but I know I'll never go into those woods again.

It's not that tragic, not a shame.
not the hunted, you're not the aim.
You just another dog hunger pains
I was so afraid that become the game.

I forgot to worry about you became.
You're not the hunted, not the aim.
You just dog with hunger pains
I was so afraid that you'd the game.

It's not tragic, it's not a shame.
not the hunted, you're not the aim.
You just another dog with pains
I was so afraid you'd become the game.

I to worry about what you became.