🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Ghosts - Gabrielle Aplin

 I'm sick and  of,
 Hanging out my 
 I've learnt  past experience,
 Rain  make flowers grow
 
 Friends don't stick 
  go which way the wind blows
 You're  safe and sound,
 Until all  doors are closed...
 Doors  closed...
 Doors  closed...
 
 When you're awake  your own
 Shadows turn into 
 When  awake on your own
  turn into ghosts
 
 Oh,  oh
 
 Soon it  all fall apart,
 And their roads will have no 
 And you'll be the one laughing 
 Their fences  away
 
 And  of being left there,
  all alone
 Break down the house you made  match sticks,
 And set, fire  their throne...
 To  throne...
  their throne...
 
 When you're  on your own
 Shadows turn into 
 When you're awake on your 
  turn into ghosts
 
 Home becomes  you're scared of the most
 Home becomes what  scared of the most
 When shadows turn  ghosts
 Just  you're scared of the most...
 
 I'm pulling pictures off  wall
 Watching smiles  they fall...
 (2x)
 
 I'm pulling pictures off  wall
 Watching  as they fall
  pictures off the wall...
 
 I'm pulling pictures  the wall
  smiles as they fall...
 
 When you're awake on  own
  turn into ghosts
 When  awake on your own
 Shadows turn into 
 
 Home becomes  you're scared of the most
 Home becomes what you're scared of  most
 When shadows turn  ghosts
 Just what you're  of the most...