Luyện nghe bài hát Lame

There's a tall, a mulatto, boy, I
And he to every party, he stands alone
In them the rest, a corner of his glance
It gets so clear, he's not anyone

The way his arms float around his cage, caged
Canary sings, brings his voice to rage
The way they stop and stare, the way turn their heads
It's enough to make him want to run
But he stays, he stands his

And I, I'm so damn
The way I condescend ever knowing his name
He it in a box, hangs it from his ear
Looks at everyone the slightest fear
It's making me so

Slender body, slip through his glance, I don't it a single chance
The way he's rocking and forth, makes a buzzing in my ear
Constantly reminding me that I never stop to
Him say, hello,

And I am, I'm so lame
Like a bumping off his godless flame
I cannot condescend, even apprehend, what over me
I see his shameless face

So rage, please rage me
Beat me down, me down, forgive me
For what I've done, I'm so lame, I'm so lame, I'm so
So lame, so, so