Luyện nghe bài hát Lame

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

The way his arms float around his cage, he's
Canary sings, silently brings his to rage
The way they stop and stare, the way they their heads
It's to make him want to run away
But he stays, he his ground

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

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

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

So rage, rage against me
me down, beat me down, forgive me
For what I've done, I'm so lame, I'm so lame, I'm so
So lame, so, so