Luyện nghe bài hát A Portrait of the Autist

I'm awkward, can't talk to
I fall at the hurdle, it hurts to get it wrong
My mind's a different way to everyone else
So i might strange, and be left on the shelf begging for help
Placed in a position in which i'm now
of my condition when i'm meant be be proud
It'd be to fit in and blend with the crowd
Without a red face, a of dread; i'm trembling now
I like things a certain way, a pre-determined
And it disturbs my thoughts if the order's changed
Uncertainty me, close the curtains over the windows
It's a curse, syndrome

We ought to around
Be autistic and
We ought to around
We ought to

I don't notice faces in places
My phases out and goes to blazes.
And an brain is no way to be social and say hello to mates, is it?
It's made me alone for ages
i know there's no hope to change it
To most a face is an open page -to me it's closed, the erased
And how am i to behave
When nobody's taken a moment to me the way? but it's ok
I still hope and the status quo can change
And i still the skies waiting for blokes in capes
And fly when i know how i'm supposed to behave
So won't you take a moment to me the way

We to stick around
Be and proud
We ought to stick
We to stick

assisted me in becoming a poet
Because i deeply but i just struggle to show it
I care for those around me i don't know how i'm supposed to tell people
So i it down, prepared my vocal sound
Then my opus on open ground
Those with this are endowed with a determination to succeed
That the non-asperger brain often fails to
And yet we go off the rails easily, but me
seen what we can be when we've got dreams to reach that no-one else can
And by piece the diagnosed'll find the folks to help them
To aspire to the heights their are focused on
I know it's a long fight but we're the to go the whole hog

We to stick around
Be autistic and
We ought to stick
We to stick