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 learned 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 what's going on in head of yours
You study east and western philosophy, psychology,
You think a lot more, and to question existence
You wonder about your nervous system's
You tamper with reality maps, and then ask hallucinogenic
"Who am What am I? Am I forever?"
All information breathes in the dark hells of never
You can see where leading. You wish you were dreaming
If the castle crumbles no one's there to put it together

Have you ever felt yourself away?
Where all you think about's your sanity, and how it
There's no place to run, no place to
You can't escape from inside, and you're losing your
You try to of when it started, and ask yourself why
But each thought deepens the 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
if God ain't hearing you? That's your only fear
Each day you think more about psychosis
No one but you can help you, and you this
That's the craziest of it all
In your rational mind, you only two things for sure
One is that your totally
And the other is that the only one with the cure
It doesn't make sense, it's not how you
You never knew it just happen
You thought it came from stress, suicide, a death experience
War, trips, low pay ,carelessness
You've plenty of stories about schizophrenia
But had evidence of one who thought himself mad
You're crazy, and desperately reachin' for reason
But the strain to stay sane's only demon; best believe it

You finally that you've always lived in hell
No human or metaphor can explain how you fell
The puzzle's alive, and it as you try to escape it
It created and made it appear to pass by
You don't know you think. You don't think what you know
You're a lunatic, and afraid it's starting to show
Where do you go when your 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 problem if you care
Now you've formed an opinion about heaven
It starts out with a question, and 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 place to run. No to hide
You can't escape the fact you've lost your mind
You can't your mistakes. There's no way to rewind
The you look, the harder it is to find
Fear feeds the derangement of the eye
With nothing you find yourself falling to madness, so you dive
so you (repeated)

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