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

 Oh my God, I'm such a terrible 
 I'm turned on by the tabloids, you would  have guessed,
 that I'm  sucker for their gossip, man I take it too far.
 I bottle up my Hollywood, and watch them name their  after cars.
 
 I'm finding  out,
 I'm having  doubts,
 I'm losing the  of me.
 
 We're all part of the same, sick little 
 And  need a get-away (get away)
 I'm wasting my days, I  them away,
 Losing it all  these sick little games.
 
 Fell in love, she was the  of a sister,
 of somebody famous  at least for a day.
  habits and a taste for the town,
  me chasing down red carpets, and watching all my friends slip away,
 
 They're finding  out,
  having my doubts,
 I'm losing the  of me.
 Dressed  as myself, to live in the shadow, of who I'm supposed to be.
 
 We're all part of the same, sick  games,
 And I need  get-away (get away)
 I'm wasting my days,  throw them away,
 Losing it all on these sick  games.
 
 If I play my cards right I can make the  time,
 I  be a reason to stare.
 Caught up in  spotlight, shaking from the stage fright,
 How did I end up 
 
 We're  part of the same, sick little games,
 And I need a get-away  away)
 
 We're all part  the same, sick little games,
 And I need a get-away (get 
  wasting my days, I throw them away,
 Losing  all on these sick little games.
 
 We're all part of the  sick little games,
 And I  a get-away (get away)