🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Ghosts - Gabrielle Aplin

 I'm sick  tired of,
  out my window
 I've learnt from past 
 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...
 Doors are 
 Doors  closed...
 
 When you're awake on  own
 Shadows  into ghosts
 When you're awake on  own
 Shadows  into ghosts
 
  oh, oh
 
 Soon  will all fall apart,
 And  roads will have no way
 And you'll  the one laughing as,
  fences fade away
 
 And instead of  left there,
  all alone
 Break down the house you made  match sticks,
 And set,  to their throne...
 To  throne...
 To  throne...
 
 When you're awake on your 
 Shadows turn  ghosts
 When you're awake on  own
 Shadows  into ghosts
 
 Home becomes what you're scared of the 
 Home  what you're scared of the most
 When shadows  into ghosts
  what you're scared of the most...
 
 I'm pulling pictures off the 
  smiles as they fall...
 (2x)
 
 I'm pulling  off the wall
  smiles as they fall
 Pulling pictures off the 
 
 I'm pulling  of the wall
  smiles as they fall...
 
 When  awake on your own
  turn into ghosts
  you're awake on your own
 Shadows turn  ghosts
 
 Home becomes what  scared of the most
  becomes what you're scared of the most
 When shadows turn  ghosts
 Just what you're scared  the most...