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

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