Luyện nghe bài hát High Cost Of Living

I was just a normal guy, life was just a nine to
With bills and pressure up to the sky
She never asked, she knew I'd be hanging my wilder friends
Looking for some way to fly

And three days was no big feat
To get by on no or sleep and crazy was becoming my new norm
I'd pass out on the floor
And sleep right the calm before the storm

My life was just an old
day the same damn thing
I couldn't tell I was alive
I tell you the high cost of
nothing like the cost of livin' high

That Southern Baptist parking lot is where I'd go to my pot
Sit in my pickup truck and pray
And staring at that cross just reminded me that I was lost
And it just seemed to point the way

As soon as Jesus turned his back I'd my way across the track
just to score another deal
With my back against that damn eight
I didn't have to think or or feel

My was just an old routine
Every day the same thing
I couldn't tell I was alive
I tell you the high cost of
Ain't like the cost of livin' high

My life went through my head
Layin' in that motel bed as the cops kicked in the door
I had a job and a piece of land, my sweet was my best friend
But I traded for cocaine and a whore

With my new found sobriety I've got the time to sit and
Of all the things I had and away
prison is much colder than
That one that I was locked up in just

My life is just an old
Every day the same damn
Hell, I even tell if I'm alive
I tell you the high cost of
Ain't nothing like the of livin' high
I tell you the high cost of
Ain't like the cost of livin' high

Just leave that stuff