🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Your Sympathy - Mika

 Running out  breath
 Chasing down the big 
  up my hand,
 Thought I'd beg the marching band to play,  me
  of these illusions,
 They really  the world to me, me
 
 Don't make me out to be  helpless child of misery,
 Maybe love is  I need
 But not  sympathy
 
  and out of space,
 I'm always somewhere  between,
 I try to make 
 But instead I make a mess of things,  me
 
 I try paint  numbers,
  nothing's black and white to me
 
 Don't make me out to be this helpless child  misery,
 Maybe  is what I need
 But not  sympathy
 
 Nothing and no one can make your lies the truth, and no one can stand inside your shoes  you
 
 Don't make  out to be this helpless child misery,
 Maybe love is what  need
 But not your 
 But not  sympathy