Luyện nghe bài hát Meet The Pressure

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

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

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