Mika - Your Sympathy Текст песни

Running out of breath
chasing down a big parade
raising up my hand
thought I'd beg the marching band to play for me
all of these illusions
they really mean the world to me

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

In and out of space
I'm always somewhere in between
I try to make amends
but instead I make a mess of things for me
I try to paint by numbers
but nothing's black and white for me

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

nothing and noone
can make your lies the truth
and noone can stand inside your shoes but you

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

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