Luyện nghe bài hát Your Sympathy

Running out of
Chasing the big parade, rising up my hand, thought I'd beg the marching band to play, for me
all of these illusions, they mean the world to me, me

Don't make me out to be this helpless child of misery, maybe love is I need
but not your

In and out of space, I'm always in between,
I try to make commands but instead I a mess of things, for me

I try paint by numbers, but nothing's and white to me

Don't make me out to be this helpless child of misery, maybe is what I need
but not sympathy

and no one can make your lies the truth, and no one can stand inside your shoes but you

Don't make me out to be this helpless child misery, maybe is what I need
but not your
but not your