Luyện nghe bài hát Lame

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

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

And I, I'm so damn
The way I condescend without ever knowing his
He it in a box, hangs it from his ear
Looks at everyone the slightest fear
making me so ashamed

Slender body, slip his glance, I don't give it a single chance
The way he's rocking back and forth, makes a in my ear
Constantly reminding me that I stop to hear
Him say, hello,

And I am, I'm so lame
a moth bumping off his godless flame
I condescend, even apprehend, what comes over me
I see his shameless face

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