Luyện nghe bài hát Fire

It's a bit like a
But you hit it a slip
Of a like a whip
And we're

It cool to be cool
Though you may
It a tool of self evaluation
Of ego

And I'm rolling my
Like the for the lies
Is it really all about the
Or just a simple

Oh, and it makes the
Oh, 'cos it the blues

I the fire flare alight inside me
Higher, so I can see
And aspire to survive this fight in
Of and travesty, oh, fire

Did you think I'd blink?
I'd go and take the ink
To your
That I'd sell my

And does it any bells?
That it sells, that living
Out of shells in a
If we couldn't shoot, we'd to run

And finally the fantasy
Better and machines
So we can die looking like we're
Like snapshot in smithereens

Oh, and the ones we
Oh, hunting fools

I the fire

there, it is in the news again, yeah
There it singing the blues again

Fire flare inside me

Fire, my joy 'cos I'm so
Tired, of me
Inspire the weary to see
The ire and Irony, oh