Luyện nghe bài hát The Dive (A)

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

Have you felt yourself slippin' away?
all you think about's your sanity, and how it decayed?
There's no place to run, no to hide
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 sickness and completes the dry
Fear the derangement of the inner eye
nothing left you find yourself falling to madness so you...

... cry to your god, and act normal to your
What if God ain't hearing That's your only fear
Each day you think about your psychosis
No one but you can you, and you know this
the craziest part of it all
In your rational mind, you know 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 could happen
You thought it came from stress, suicide, a death experience
War, trips, low pay ,carelessness
You've heard plenty of about schizophrenia
But never had evidence of one who himself mad
You're going crazy, and reachin' for reason
But the strain to stay sane's your only demon; best it

You realize that you've always lived in hell
No human model or metaphor can how you fell
The puzzle's alive, and it as you try to escape 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 it's to show
Where do you go when your brain is your enemy?
The six hundred and sixty six foot bridge on seventh street?
scared. You're scared. Why are you so scared?
There'd be no if you didn't care
Now you've truly an opinion about heaven
It out with a question, and this is what it ends in

Now I know you've felt yourself 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 erase your mistakes. There's no way to rewind
The you look, the harder it is to find
Fear 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 and more like yours