Luyện nghe bài hát Wild Fire

Chasing down a fire
Are you trying to make a liar out of me?
You want to get
You those desires, before you come to me

I think your mama's sad
And papa's kinda mean
I can take that all
You can playing it out on me-ee
Me, me

She keeps a pen her ear
In case she's got she really really needs to say
She puts it in a
She's write a book someday

Of course the only that I want to read
Is about her time with me
Wouldn't you die to how you're seen
Are you getting away with who trying to be?
Trying, to be

Of there's things upon the Earth
That we must really try, to
A lonely
A kind
Something weak and on

I'd do it all for her for
I need nothing for me
There no deed may be
Than to love something to want to help it get free
Free,

Is something on her mind?
Something she to get by?
Do you cry
Do you cry

You always say you love me
When I know I'm being seen
Well maybe someday God takes me away
I'll what the fuck that means

I just know mama's kinda sad
And your papa's kinda
I can take it all
You can stop that shit out on me
Me, me

Is there on your mind?
you need to get by?
Do you cry
Do you cry

I know your mama's sad
I know your papa's mean
I would it all away
You can stop playing that out on me
Me, me