Luyện nghe bài hát Lame

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

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

And I, I'm so lame
The way I condescend without ever knowing his
He keeps it in a box, hangs it his ear
at everyone without the slightest fear
It's me so ashamed

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

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

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