Luyện nghe bài hát Helium

Pray for my poor soul,
I've cried so many inside -
my a goldfish bowl.
A so depp - so far above you all,
With no one there to me if I fall.
is your man in the street reporting,
and so far all we've got is that a guy is on a ledge up high -
had enough of an irregular lot.
And in World exclusive tonight,
brought to you via -
the last man heard frankly speaking
'but the 'ups and of leaping.
He says...

I'm than air - I haven't a care,
Still pulls me under.
Credibility gaps - gullability -
They were bringing me (no wonder).
Square pegs, round holes, last dregs, own -
puzzle my fist won't fit inside.
Ever day nothing new - black and dja-vu,
me feel I wann spread my wings and glide.
Should I - should I leap from this unfairy story?
My life and my filofax before me.
Fly a rock from the roof to the basement,
The last to go through my mind is the pavement!
(Falling out of with life).
Here's the newsflash update
on the Street situation,
he wants to have his song played live upon our T.V. station.
It's a lyric he wrote -
the bleatings of a scapegoat,
Thirty years the weather - at the end of a short tether.
It goes...

I'm than air - I haven't a care,
Still gravity me under.
Credibility gaps - fills -
They were me down (no wonder).
Square pegs, holes, last dregs, own goals -
Monkey puzzle my won't fit inside.
Ever day new - black and white dja-vu,
Makes me feel I spread my wings and glide.