Luyện nghe bài hát The Dive (A)

It starts out with a question. How much of it is
The skepticism sets in, and your appeal
Next, you study conspiracy, some theories
And become extra wary of all previous learned material
Your tolerence for stupidity
of your friends seem to be trapped in the maze
You narrow your associates down to the few you can
And even they wonder 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 your nervous system's limits
You tamper with reality maps, and ask hallucinogenic induced
"Who am I's? am I? Am I forever?"
All information breathes in the shallow hells of never
You can see where it's leading. You you were dreaming
If the crumbles no one's there to put it back together

Have you ever felt slippin' away?
Where all you about's your sanity, and how it decayed?
no place 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 each thought the sickness and completes the desert dry
Fear feeds the derangement of the eye
With nothing you find yourself falling to madness so you...

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

You realize that you've 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 what you think. You don't think what you know
You're a total lunatic, and afraid it's to show
Where do you go when your brain is your worst
The six hundred and sixty six foot tall bridge on seventh
scared. You're scared. Why are you so scared?
There'd be no problem if you didn't
Now you've truly formed an opinion about
It starts out with a question, and this is what it in

Now I you've felt 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 the fact that you've lost your mind
You can't erase your mistakes. There's no way to
The harder you look, the it is to find
feeds the derangement of the inner eye
With nothing left you find yourself falling to madness, so you
so you (repeated)

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