Luyện nghe bài hát Fire

It's a bit like a
But you hit it a slip
Of a tongue like a
And sinking

It ain't cool to be
you may think
It a laudable tool of self
Of ego

And I'm my eyes
Like the stones for the
Is it all about the size
Or a simple vice

Oh, and it the news
Oh, it sings 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 that I'd
I'd go and take the ink
To your
That I'd sell my

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

And finally the cerebral
Better genes and
So we can die looking we're teens
Like snapshot scenes in

Oh, and the we choose
Oh, witch hunting

I feel the

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

Fire flare alight me

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