🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Your Sympathy - Mika

  out of breath
 Chasing  the big parade,
 Rising up my 
 Thought I'd beg the marching band to  for me
 All  these illusions,
 They really mean  world to me, me
 
 Don't make me out  be this helpless child of misery,
 Maybe love is  I need
  not your sympathy
 
 In  out of space,
 I'm always  in between,
  try to make commands
 But instead I make a mess  things, for me
 
 I try  by numbers,
 But nothing's black and  to me
 
 Don't  me out to be this helpless child of misery,
 Maybe love is  I need
 But not  sympathy
 
 Nothing and no one can make your lies the truth, and no one can stand  your shoes but you
 
  make me out to be this helpless child misery,
 Maybe love is what  need
  not your sympathy
 But not  sympathy