🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Ghosts - Gabrielle Aplin

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