Luyện nghe bài hát Became

It's no surprise I over slept, put my boots on and out my tent.
I didn't see you, assumed you were sleeping, start a fire 'cause its freezing.
I can't believe we went camping in the cold; I'm in the wilderness standing in snow.
A late start but we can still up, you need to wake up, we should eat and then pack up.
It's when I noticed your foot prints, snows and those have been put since.
What you're already up, making the So where you at now, you laid back down?
The breeze came and it stalled out the flame, while I went to tent and called out your name.
You didn't answer so I opened up the flap; just an empty sleeping bag and your backpack.
I'm looking at your tracks; you took a couple 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 hour you've gone.
It aint right, start the 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.
About a mile into the course, another set of tracks appeared to yours.
the north it came out of the thick woods, and those footprints belong to a big wolf.
Trying to find service on my cellphone, I felt aight with my on my belt though.
I hope the wolf is intimidated by you, I wonder if you even knew was behind you.
Stalkin ya, watchin ya, waiting for the opportunity to hop on top of ya.
Salivatin wanna take ya to the stomach, in the you would have turned into a drumstick
And it gets as bad it goes, 'cuz I notice there's a new set of tracks in the snow.
I understood. It look good. Your fan club doubled now you've got another wolf.
And the odds are in favor of the home team, why'd you walk off all alone where you
It the right time to complain, but it feels like I'm trying to find your remains.
Your foot grew further apart, I knew what that meant and it was hurting my heart.
It means you started to run so I did the same, now my breaths looking like a steam train.
Suddenly your tracks dip off of the track and so did theirs so my I grabbed.
Into the forest, expect the worst. Adrenaline disturbed the nerves.
50 yards into the and brush, it got so thick that it looked like dusk.
The air stood serene, sober, it seemed a good 15 degrees colder.
And I'll admit hell ya I felt fear the sound of my beat was all I could hear.
Looking at the snow it was plain a clear there was a third set of wolf prints where disappeared.
I can't process, I don't follow. It be easier to accept that you were swallowed.
With no sign of death, no sign of struggle, no signs of blood, no of trouble.
And the wolves never stopped, the tracks going and I took off.
So I don't know how your ends, but I know I'll never go into those woods again.

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

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

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

I forgot to worry about you became.