🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Ghosts - Gabrielle Aplin

 I'm sick and tired 
  out my window
 I've learnt from past 
 Rain can't make flowers 
 
 Friends don't stick 
 They  which way the wind blows
 You're never safe  sound,
 Until all your  are closed...
 Doors  closed...
 Doors  closed...
 
  you're awake on your own
 Shadows turn into 
  you're awake on your own
 Shadows  into ghosts
 
 Oh, oh, 
 
 Soon  will all fall apart,
 And their roads  have no way
 And you'll be  one laughing as,
 Their  fade away
 
  instead of being left there,
  all alone
 Break down  house you made of match sticks,
 And set,  to their throne...
  their throne...
 To their 
 
 When you're  on your own
 Shadows  into ghosts
 When you're awake on your 
 Shadows  into ghosts
 
 Home becomes  you're scared of the most
 Home becomes what you're scared  the most
 When shadows turn  ghosts
  what you're scared of the most...
 
 I'm pulling pictures off  wall
 Watching smiles  they fall...
 (2x)
 
 I'm pulling  off the wall
 Watching smiles as  fall
 Pulling pictures  the wall...
 
  pulling pictures of the wall
 Watching smiles as they 
 
 When  awake on your own
 Shadows turn into 
 When you're awake on  own
  turn into ghosts
 
 Home becomes what you're scared  the most
 Home becomes what you're scared  the most
  shadows turn into ghosts
 Just what you're scared of  most...