Meet The Pressure Lyrics - Singles - Her Space Holiday

I'm not a victim of some feeble mind disease 

Although some of my old friends would tend to disagree 

I know these chemicals will get the best of me 

I'm not saying that I want to quit it just makes it hard to breathe 

But who needs lungs when you just bought a brand new pen 

And theres stacks and stacks of envelopes just waiting to be sent 

I looked through my closet and I found those magazines 

I circled all the writers that I one day hoped to meet 

Don't get me wrong I don't mind getting bad reviews 

In fact sometimes they're the only ones who try and speak the truth 

But there are others who just love to cross that line 

Hoping that their viciousness will boost traffic on their site 

Like that kid who asked me if I knew I couldn't sing 

That's like asking a blind man if he knows that he can't see 

Next time try putting down something we don't know 

Like how they gave a writing job to someone so damn slow 

And then you went and said you didn't understand 

How a girl so beautiful could love a guy like him 

Now that's a question you should be saving for your wife 

And while you're on the subject ask her where she was last night 

Because She didn't go to her sister's for a drink 

She was backstage at our show sitting on my knee 

Telling us about how you walked in on her 

With her hands inside her pants and singing all the words 

Those very lyrics that you tried to criticize 

But as we expected you misquoted half the lines 

I guess this is a game that we both just have to play 

I'll keep putting records out and you keep throwing them away