Luyện nghe bài hát Became

It's no surprise I over slept, put my on and climbed out my tent.
I didn't see you, assumed you were sleeping, immediately start a '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 catch up, you need to wake up, we eat and then pack up.
It's when I noticed your foot prints, snows fresh and have been put since.
What already up, making the rounds? 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 up the flap; it's just an empty sleeping bag and your backpack.
I'm looking at your tracks; you took a laps around the campground and hoofed down the path.
I figure you'll return no Ima hold put and try to make this cold wood burn.
The wind is blowing strong, the minutes rolling on, it's going on at least an hour you've been gone.
It aint right, start the I left the camp site to go and search for ya.
I read the your feet made, each step was deliberately placed.
It looks like you know where it leads but I see but leafless frozen trees.
About a mile into the course, another set of tracks appeared to yours.
From the 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 if you even knew what was behind you.
Stalkin ya, maybe watchin ya, for the opportunity to hop on top of ya.
Salivatin wanna take ya to the stomach, in the cartoons you would have 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 doesn't good. Your fan club doubled now you've got another wolf.
And the are in favor of the home team, why'd you walk off all alone where you going?
It aint the right time to complain, but it feels I'm trying to find your remains.
Your foot prints grew further apart, I knew what that meant and it was my heart.
It means you to run so I did the same, now my breaths looking like a steam engine train.
Suddenly your tracks dip off of the track and so did so my knife I grabbed.
the forest, expect the worst. Adrenaline burst disturbed the nerves.
50 yards into the woods and brush, it got so thick that it like dusk.
The air stood serene, sober, it seemed like a good 15 colder.
And I'll admit hell ya I felt fear the of my heart beat was all I could hear.
Looking at the snow it was plain a clear was a third set of wolf prints where yours disappeared.
I can't process, I don't follow. It would be easier to accept that you swallowed.
no sign of death, no sign of struggle, no signs of blood, no signs of trouble.
And the wolves never stopped, the kept going and I took off.
So I don't know how story 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 another dog with pains
I was so afraid that become the game.

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

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

I to worry about what you became.