🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Your Sympathy - Mika

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