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

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