Everybody's a critic

Everybody's a critic Lyrics

Call me a sellout. Call me a fake.
How much do you have at stake?
It's nothing but lies, outrageous cries.
A cry for help, look at yourself.

So you talk it. Do you walk it?
Or do you police the scene?

Those who talk sh*t are really something.
Lying to themselves hiding something.

Watching everyone, watching you.
Watching me, f**k YOU!