🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Your Sympathy - Mika

 Running  of breath
 Chasing down the big 
 Rising  my hand,
 Thought I'd  the marching band to play, for me
 All  these illusions,
  really mean the world to me, me
 
 Don't make me out to be this helpless  of misery,
 Maybe love  what I need
  not your sympathy
 
 In and out of 
  always somewhere in between,
 I try to  commands
 But  I make a mess of things, for me
 
 I  paint by numbers,
 But nothing's black  white to me
 
 Don't make me out to be this helpless child of 
 Maybe love  what I need
  not your sympathy
 
 Nothing and no one can make your lies  truth, and no one can stand inside your shoes but you
 
 Don't  me out to be this helpless child misery,
 Maybe love is what  need
 But not  sympathy
  not your sympathy