Letra de Your sympathy

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

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I try 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