everybody got something to say when the lights go down throwing little stones then they hide inside the crowd "you should change this, you should sound like that" whole room full of critics but nobody got a track i hear every word, let it crawl through my head some of it is useful, some of it is dead some wanna build you, some just wanna break some give you their opinion just to watch what you make feedback everybody's got feedback talking from the outside never where the work's at feedback cutting like a razor tell me that i'm wrong then tell me what to make up i don't need applause, i don't need the praise i need somebody honest enough to look me in the face tell me where it hurts, tell me where it's weak don't sugarcoat the truth just to make yourself look sweet but there's always that voice with nothing to create telling everybody else exactly how to shape never built a thing, never carried the weight still somehow convinced that their opinion is the fate i take what i need and i bury the rest turn every cheap shot into fuel in my chest you can call it trash, you can call it insane every word that you throw only sharpens the blade feedback everybody's got feedback some of it is truth some of it is just hate feedback keep talking in the dark i'll turn every sentence into another spark you said it wouldn't work so i made it work you said it wasn't good so i made it worse made it darker made it heavier made something you could never recognize now you want to tell me how i should create but i stopped asking permission a long time ago your opinion is a mirror not a fucking law i don't need you to like it i need you to remember it i don't need your approval i need you to feel it feedback keep throwing your words keep sharpening your teeth every voice in the distance just gives me something to feed feedback say whatever you want i'll still make another one you can hate what i make but you can't make me stop
