Let it
go, let it go
Can't hold it back anymore
Let it go, let it go
Turn my back and slam the door
And here I stand and here I'll stay
Let it go, let it go
The cold never bothered me anyway
The bird, the pin, the song, the berries, the watch, the cracker,
the dress that burst into flames. I am the mockingjay. The one
that survived despite the Capitol's plans. The symbol of
rebellion.