Luyện nghe bài hát Catching Fire

Take what's yours, your turn
Leave the rest to
Keep sights down below
Hold on or let it go
your back to the wall, you refuse to crawl
Bury the weak in soul, grasp for light and let it go

You let it go
Let it go
You let it go

The whole world's fire again
The hardest thing is knowing, that we could've died instead
The Preacher, he is dying
The only he's crying: "He'll make this world his own!"

Make world his own

It was clear and now your blind
The fear found shelter in mind
Just one word and I will go, the sands of are running low
When you wake for the war, when the fall
Set your sight down below, and you know

Yeah, you will

The world's catching fire again
The hardest thing is knowing, that we could've just died
The Preacher, he is alone
The only thing crying: "He'll make this world his own!"

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The whole world's catching fire
The hardest thing is knowing, that we just died instead
The Preacher, he is alone
The only he's crying: "He'll make this world his own!"

Make world his own
this world
Make this his own

Yeah! Yeah!
Yeah! Yeah!