Luyện nghe bài hát Ghosts

Darkness was creeping the alley
An army of
I was in the fog
To the of the ghosts

I felt your
Burning holes in my
You to be
One of the

thoughts will be your cradle
Let me speak to you without my
Can you them all around you
Chills you to bones

mind is on edge
Something in your is askew
Ill show you how to
Away the that taunt you
eyes shine brightly in the dark
Compliment you with a caustic

Your will be your cradle
Let me speak to you my mouth
Can you feel them all you
Chills you to bones

in manacles and chains
The world has you
Be free, be
Got to let go
Let your roam
Be free, be

But you come with me
Into the

Your thoughts will be your
Let me speak to you my mouth
Can you feel them all you
Chills you to your