🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Ghosts - Gabrielle Aplin

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