Luyện nghe bài hát A Kind of Freedom

I I was up-crazy, but I'm down-crazy.
I'm and vainglorious and I'm bone-lazy.
I'd rather out with my dog, or any dog, than go out on a date.
I'd rather get high and up at the sky than face up to my fate;
It's too to contemplate.

'Cause all the doors are closed. The not gonna ring.
has failed, and that's a kind of freedom.

I'd like to feel a sadness, but I feel a mean sadness.
the antithesis of the ignorant bliss of benign madness.
I'm acutely of and compulsively stare at the socially superior.
I feel the allure of cars and couture and a chic interior.
couldn't be drearier.

But It's all out of reach. Money runs from me.
This is all there is, and a kind of freedom.
Shadows 'round; other people look the other way.
I am now invisible, and a kind of freedom.

I could black-hole in, or I could big-bang back out.
I could lose so much I win; I could certainty in my doubt.
Free-ness-what would it be like, I
An end to me-ness-the absolution of blunder?
No more days gone with regret,
No nights ablaze with what I can't forget?

Somewhere at the of all of this, I see a sort of flower,
Pushing up its way through ice and rock a stubborn power.
The of the darkness and the harshness of the cold have been appalling.
But it will not trying to emerge, 'cause light and life are calling.
It's even as it's falling.

It have a chance. The struggle is in vain.
But as hope has away, it has found a kind of freedom.
It may not see day, but it knows a kind of freedom.
'Cause when everything has failed, hey-- a kind of freedom.
Freedom, freedom, freedom.