🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Ghosts - Gabrielle Aplin

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