Luyện nghe bài hát The Dive (A)

It starts out with a question. How of it is real?
The skepticism in, and lessens your appeal
Next, you study conspiracy, some theories
And become extra wary of all your previous material
tolerence for stupidity degrades
Most of your friends to be trapped in the maze
You narrow associates down to the few you can stand
And even they sometimes wonder going on in that head of yours
You study east and philosophy, psychology, physics
You a lot more, and start to question existence
You wonder about your nervous limits
You tamper with reality maps, and then ask induced
"Who am I's? am I? Am I forever?"
All information breathes in the dark hells of never
You can see where it's leading. You you were dreaming
If the castle no one's there to put it back together

Have you felt yourself slippin' away?
Where all you think about's your sanity, and how it
There's no to run, no place to hide
You can't from inside, and you're losing your mind
You try to of when it started, and ask yourself why
But thought deepens the sickness and completes the desert dry
Fear feeds the derangement of the eye
With nothing left you find yourself falling to so you...

... cry to your god, and act normal to your
What if God ain't hearing you? your only fear
Each day you think 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 two things for sure
One is that your nuts
And the is that you're the only one with the cure
It doesn't make sense, not how you imagined
You never it could just happen
You thought it came stress, suicide, a near death experience
War, trips, low pay ,carelessness
You've plenty of stories about schizophrenia
But never had evidence of one who thought mad
going crazy, and desperately reachin' for reason
But the strain to stay sane's your only demon; best it

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

Now I know you've yourself slip away
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 erase your mistakes. There's no way to rewind
The harder you look, the it is to find
Fear feeds the derangement of the eye
With left you find yourself falling to madness, so you dive
so you (repeated)

And each foot you fall
the voice in your head to sound more and more like yours