Luyện nghe bài hát Sick Little Games

Oh my god, I'm such a terrible
I'm on by the tabloids
You would never have

But I'm for their gossip, man
I it too far, I bottle up my Hollywood
And watch 'em name their kids cars

I'm me out, I'm having my doubts
I'm losing the of me

We're all part of the same sick little
And I need to get away, get
I'm wasting my days, I throw away
Losing it all on these sick little

I fell in love, she was the of a sister
Of somebody famous at for a day
habits and a taste for the town
Had me chasing down red
And watching all my slip away

They're me out, I'm having my doubts
I'm the best of me
Dressed up as myself to in the shadow
Of who I'm to be

We're all part of the same sick games
And I to get away, get away
I'm wasting my days, I them away
Losing it all on these little games

If I my cards right
I could make the big
I could be a reason to

Caught up in the
Shaking from the fright
How did I end up

We're all part of the same little games
And I need to get

We're all part of the same sick games
And I to get away, get away
I'm my days, I throw them away
Losing it all on sick little games

We're all part of the same sick little
And I need to get