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Your sympathy

by Mika


Running out of breath
Chasing down the big parade, ohh.
Rising 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, 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, ohh.
I try to make commands but instead I make a mess of things, for me

I try to paint by numbers, but nothing´s black and white to 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 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 love is what I need
But not your sympathy
But not your sympathy





 

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