🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Ghosts - Gabrielle Aplin

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