Luyện nghe bài hát Walking The Ghost

There's a knocking at my
Not one for yes but two for no
Some spirit is
From watching her world spin out of
At night she goes walking around her old
Objecting to how it's all
She preferred her to the ones which we have made
the ghost
Walking the
the ghost
There's baggage on my
me stoop bending my frame
My neck is lopsided
I never be tall again
At night she goes walking her old home
You can feel so much wrapped up in her bones
I can feel so much sadness wrapped up in her
the ghost
Walking the
Walking the
I'm sensitive to
Stab in the back in the ribs
I your fingers to straighten my flesh
I your fingers are kind
the ghost
Walking the
Walking the