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

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