Meet_the_pressure-rns-Her Space Holiday
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Meet_the_pressure-rns - 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 breath
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
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
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
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
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
