Luyện nghe bài hát High Cost Of Living

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

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

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

That Baptist parking lot is where I'd go to smoke my pot
Sit there in my truck and pray
And staring at giant cross just reminded me that I was lost
And it never seemed to point the way

As soon as Jesus his back I'd find my way across the track
just to score another deal
With my back against that eight ball
I have to think or talk or feel

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

My whole life went my head
Layin' in motel bed watchin' 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 I've got the time to sit and think
Of all the things I had and threw
This prison is colder than
That one I was locked up in just yesterday

My life is an old routine
Every day the same thing
Hell, I even tell if I'm alive
I you the high cost of livin'
nothing like the cost of livin' high
I tell you the cost of livin'
nothing like the cost of livin' high

Just leave stuff alone