Luyện nghe bài hát Meet The Pressure

I'm not a victim of some feeble disease
Although some of my old would tend to disagree
I know these will get the best of me
I'm not saying that I want to quit it just it hard to breathe
But who needs lungs when you just a brand new pen
And theres stacks and of envelopes just waiting to be sent
I looked through my closet and I found magazines
I circled all the writers that I one day to meet

get me wrong I don't mind getting bad reviews
In fact sometimes they're the only ones who try and speak the
But there are others who love to cross that line
Hoping that their viciousness will boost on their site
Like that kid who asked me if I knew I sing
That's like asking a blind man if he knows he can't see
time try putting down something we don't know
Like how they gave a writing job to someone so damn

And then you went and said you understand
How a girl so beautiful could love a guy him
Now that's a question you should be saving for wife
And while you're on the subject ask her she was last night
Because She didn't go to her for a drink
She was backstage at our show on my knee
Telling us about how you in on her
With her hands inside her pants and all the words
Those lyrics that you tried to criticize
But as we expected you misquoted half the
I this is a game that we both just have to play
I'll keep putting records out and you keep them away