Running out of breath, Chasing down the big parade, Aha
Rising up my hand, Thought Id beg the marching band to play, for me
All of these illusions, they really mean the world to me
Me!
Dont 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, Im always somewhere in between, Aha
I try to make commands but instead I make a mess of things, for me
I try to paint by numbers, but nothings black and white, for meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Dont make me out to be this helpless child of misery, maybe love is what I need, but not your sympathy
And nothing and no one can make your lies the truth
And no one can stand inside your shoes, but you
Dont make me out to be this helpless child of misery, maybe love is what I need, but not your sympathy
But not your sympathy
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