Luyện nghe bài hát Helium

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

I'm lighter than air - I a care,
gravity pulls me under.
Credibility gaps - gullability -
were bringing me down (no wonder).
Square pegs, round holes, dregs, own goals -
Monkey puzzle my fist fit inside.
Ever day nothing new - and white dja-vu,
Makes me feel I wann spread my and glide.
Should I look - should I from this unfairy story?
My life and my filofax before me.
Fly a rock from the roof to the basement,
The last thing to go through my is the pavement!
(Falling out of love life).
Here's the latest update
on the Street situation,
seems he wants to have his song played upon our T.V. station.
It's a lyric he wrote -
the of a social scapegoat,
Thirty under the weather - at the end of a short tether.
It goes...

I'm lighter than air - I a care,
gravity pulls me under.
Credibility gaps - gullability -
were bringing me down (no wonder).
Square pegs, round holes, last dregs, own -
Monkey puzzle my won't fit inside.
Ever day nothing new - black and dja-vu,
Makes me feel I wann spread my and glide.