Tubeway Army - Critics lyrics

[Tubeway Army - Critics lyrics]

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

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 in 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 a quieter taste

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

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