Luyện nghe bài hát The Dive (A)

It starts out with a question. How of it is real?
The sets in, and lessens your appeal
Next, you study conspiracy, develop some
And become extra wary of all your previous material
tolerence for stupidity degrades
Most of friends seem to be trapped in the maze
You narrow your associates down to the few you can
And even they sometimes wonder going on in that head of yours
You study and western philosophy, psychology, physics
You think a lot more, and to question existence
You wonder about your nervous limits
You tamper reality maps, and then ask hallucinogenic induced
"Who am I's? am I? Am I forever?"
All information breathes in the shallow dark hells of
You can see where it's leading. You wish you were
If the castle crumbles no one's there to put it back

Have you felt yourself slippin' away?
Where all you think your sanity, and how it decayed?
no place to run, no place to hide
You can't escape from inside, and you're your mind
You try to think of it started, and ask yourself why
But each thought deepens the sickness and completes the dry
Fear feeds the derangement of the eye
With left you find yourself falling to madness so you...

... cry to your god, and act normal to peers
What if God ain't hearing you? That's your only
Each day you think more your psychosis
No one but you can you, and you know this
the craziest part of it all
In your rational mind, you only two things for sure
One is that your totally
And the is that you're the only one with the cure
It doesn't make sense, it's not how you
You never knew it could just
You thought it from stress, suicide, a near death experience
War, trips, low pay ,carelessness
You've heard plenty of about schizophrenia
But never had evidence of one who thought mad
You're going crazy, and desperately for reason
But the strain to sane's your only demon; best believe it

You finally realize that you've always lived in
No model or metaphor can explain how you fell
The puzzle's alive, and it as you try to escape it
It created time and made it to pass by
You don't know what you think. You think what you know
You're a lunatic, and afraid it's starting to show
Where do you go your brain is your worst enemy?
The six and sixty six foot tall bridge on seventh street?
You're scared. scared. Why are you so scared?
There'd be no if you didn't care
Now you've truly formed an opinion about
It starts out a question, and this is what it ends in

Now I know you've felt yourself away
Now all you think your sanity, and how it decayed
no place to run. No place to hide
You can't escape the fact that lost your mind
You can't erase your mistakes. no way to rewind
The you look, the harder it is to find
Fear feeds the of the inner eye
With nothing left you find yourself falling to madness, so you
so you (repeated)

And with each foot you
the voice in your head starts to sound more and more like