Luyện nghe bài hát High Cost Of Living

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

And three days was no big feat
To get by on no food or sleep and 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
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

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

As soon as Jesus turned his back I'd find my way across the
Lookin' just to another deal
With my back against damn eight ball
I didn't have to or talk or feel

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

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

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

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

Just leave that stuff