Critics Lyrics - Gary Numan

You could say I'm pretentious 

You could say I'm the nazz 

You could hail me as the new king of it all 

You could say I'm nothing new 

You could speak well of me 

You could say it's already been done before 

What will you make of my lines 

What will you think I've said 

What hidden secrets will you say are in my head 

I feel you waiting for me 

Waiting to dig my grave 

I'm growing scared of everything you could say 

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Look in my eyes 

There's no surprise at all 

Critical mind 

What will you find to say 

Old faces in my wardrobe 

So many I've not seen 

Memories to look back on people I've been 

Dead love on faded carpets 

Nostalgia grows with time 

I see your face in mirrors shadowing mine 

I see your dirty finger 

Marks are still on my wall 

I can recall the time we tried it that way 

In dingy hotel backrooms 

Where paint cracks like your face 

I must admit I have acquired the taste (?) 

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Stab my arm 

With your synthetic feelings 

You amaze me 

I crave for you 

You could say I'm pretentious 

You could say I'm the nazz 

You could hail me as the new king of it all