🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Sick Little Games - All Time Low

 Oh my God, I'm such a terrible 
 I'm turned on  the tabloids, you would never have guessed,
 that I'm a sucker for their gossip, man I  it too far.
 I bottle  my Hollywood, and watch them name their kids after cars.
 
 I'm finding  out,
 I'm having my 
 I'm losing the best  me.
 
 We're all part of  same, sick little games,
 And I need  get-away (get away)
 I'm wasting  days, I throw them away,
 Losing  all on these sick little games.
 
 Fell in  she was the friend of a sister,
 of somebody famous - at least for  day.
 Expensive  and a taste for the town,
 had me  down red carpets, and watching all my friends slip away,
 
 They're finding me 
 I'm  my doubts,
 I'm losing the best  me.
 Dressed up as myself, to live  the shadow, of who I'm supposed to be.
 
 We're  part of the same, sick little games,
 And I need a get-away  away)
 I'm wasting my days, I throw them 
 Losing it all  these sick little games.
 
 If I play my cards right I  make the big time,
 I could be a reason to 
 Caught up in  spotlight, shaking from the stage fright,
 How  I end up here?
 
 We're all part of the same, sick  games,
 And  need a get-away (get away)
 
 We're  part of the same, sick little games,
 And I need a get-away  away)
 I'm wasting my days,  throw them away,
 Losing it  on these sick little games.
 
 We're all part of the same, sick  games,
  I need a get-away (get away)