Luyện nghe bài hát The Dive (A)

It starts out a question. How much of it is real?
The skepticism sets in, and lessens your
Next, you conspiracy, develop some theories
And become extra wary of all your previous learned
Your tolerence for degrades
Most of your friends seem to be in the maze
You narrow associates down to the few you can stand
And even they sometimes wonder what's going on in that of yours
You east and western philosophy, psychology, physics
You think a lot more, and to question existence
You about your nervous system's limits
You with reality maps, and then ask hallucinogenic induced
"Who am What am I? Am I forever?"
All breathes in the shallow dark hells of never
You can see where it's leading. You you were dreaming
If the castle crumbles no one's there to put it back

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

... cry to god, and act normal to your peers
What if God ain't hearing you? That's your fear
Each day you think more about your
No one but you can you, and you know this
the craziest part of it all
In your rational mind, you only know two things for
One is your totally nuts
And the other is that you're the one with the cure
It make sense, it's 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 heard of stories about schizophrenia
But never had of one who thought himself mad
You're going crazy, and desperately reachin' for
But the strain to stay sane's your demon; best believe it

You finally realize that always lived in hell
No human or metaphor can explain how you fell
The puzzle's alive, and it changes as you try to it
It created 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 worst enemy?
The six and sixty six foot tall bridge on seventh street?
You're scared. You're scared. Why are you so
There'd be no if you didn't care
Now you've formed an opinion about heaven
It starts out with a question, and this is what it in

Now I know you've felt yourself slip
Now all you about's your sanity, and how it decayed
There's no place to run. No to hide
You escape the fact that you've lost your mind
You can't erase your mistakes. no way to rewind
The harder you look, the harder it is to
feeds the derangement of the inner eye
With nothing left you find yourself to madness, so you dive
so you (repeated)

And with each foot you
the in your head starts to sound more and more like yours