Luyện nghe bài hát The Dive (A)

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

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

... cry to your god, and act to your peers
if God ain't hearing you? That's your only fear
Each day you think more about psychosis
No one but you can you, and you know this
That's the part of it all
In your mind, you only know two things for sure
One is your totally nuts
And the other is that you're the one with the cure
It doesn't make sense, it's not how you
You never it could just happen
You thought it came stress, suicide, a near 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 crazy, and desperately reachin' for reason
But the strain to stay sane's your only demon; best it

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

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

And each foot you fall
the voice in your head starts to more and more like yours