Luyện nghe bài hát The Dive (A)

It out with a question. How much of it is real?
The skepticism in, and lessens your appeal
Next, you study conspiracy, some theories
And become wary of all your previous learned material
Your tolerence for stupidity
Most of your friends 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 start to question
You wonder your nervous system's limits
You tamper with reality maps, and then ask induced
"Who am What am I? Am I forever?"
All information in the shallow dark hells of never
You can see where leading. You wish you were dreaming
If the castle no one's there to put it back together

Have you ever felt slippin' away?
Where all you think about's sanity, and how it decayed?
There's no place to run, no place to
You escape from inside, and you're losing your mind
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 you find yourself falling to madness so you...

... cry to your god, and act normal to your
What if God ain't hearing you? That's your only
Each day you think more about your
No one but you can help you, and you this
That's the craziest of it all
In your mind, you only know two things for sure
One is your totally nuts
And the is that you're the only one with the cure
It make sense, it's not how you imagined
You never it could just happen
You thought it came from stress, suicide, a death experience
War, trips, low pay ,carelessness
You've heard plenty of stories about
But never had evidence of one who thought 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 lived in
No model or metaphor can explain how you fell
The alive, and it changes as you try to escape it
It created time and it appear to pass by
You don't know you think. You don't think what you know
You're a total lunatic, and afraid it's starting to
Where do you go when your brain is your worst
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 didn't
Now you've truly formed an opinion about
It starts out with a question, and this is it ends in

Now I you've felt yourself slip away
Now all you think your sanity, and how it decayed
There's no place to run. No place to
You can't escape the fact that you've lost your
You can't your mistakes. There's no way to rewind
The harder you look, the it is to find
Fear feeds the of the inner eye
nothing left 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 like yours