🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Your Sympathy - Mika

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