Luyện nghe bài hát High Cost Of Living

I was just a normal guy, life was just a nine to
With and pressure piled up to the sky
She asked, she knew I'd be hanging with my wilder friends
Looking for other way to fly

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

My life was just an old
Every day the same damn
I couldn't even I was alive
I tell you the high cost of
Ain't nothing like the 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 giant 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 find my way the track
Lookin' just to score another
my back against that damn eight ball
I didn't have to or talk or feel

My life was an old routine
Every day the damn thing
I couldn't tell I was alive
I tell you the high of livin'
Ain't nothing like the of livin' high

My whole life went through my
Layin' in that motel bed as the cops kicked in the door
I had a job and a piece of land, my sweet wife was my 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 I had and threw away
This prison is much colder
That one that I was locked up in yesterday

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

Just that stuff alone