Luyện nghe bài hát The Dive (A)

It starts out a question. How much of it is real?
The skepticism sets in, and lessens appeal
Next, you study conspiracy, some theories
And become extra of all your previous learned material
Your tolerence for stupidity
Most of your seem to be trapped in the maze
You narrow your down to the few you can stand
And even they sometimes what's going on in that head of yours
You east and western philosophy, psychology, physics
You think a lot more, and start to question
You wonder about your nervous system's
You tamper with reality maps, and then ask 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 dreaming
If the castle crumbles no one's to put it back together

Have you ever felt yourself away?
Where all you about's your sanity, and how it decayed?
no place to run, no place to hide
You can't escape from inside, and losing your mind
You try to think of it started, and ask yourself why
But each thought deepens the sickness and completes the dry
Fear the derangement of the inner eye
With nothing left you find yourself to madness so you...

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

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

Now I know you've felt yourself slip
Now all you think your sanity, and how it decayed
There's no to run. No place to hide
You can't escape the fact you've lost your mind
You can't erase your mistakes. There's no way to
The you look, the harder it is to find
Fear feeds the of the inner eye
With left you find yourself falling to madness, so you dive
so you (repeated)

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