Preferred Band/Artist: BlackByrd
Verse 1:
Just before a pencil break
Motion is set when lines create
What you might call
What you might call beautiful
Verse 2:
None of those lines matter
When a sketch in your head differs
From the one on paper
Just you would know how it should
How it should look
Chorus:
Sketch sketch sketch oooh
Made me see what I’ve made
Sketch sketch sketch
What I really want and what I can
What I can create
Verse 3:
The gloves tear as fists clinch
Your eyes tear when you see
In the pencil break of a sketch
The perfect lines seem less perfect
Chorus:
Sketch sketch sketch oooh
Made me see what I’ve made
Sketch sketch sketch
What I really want and what I can
What I can create
Bridge:
Between the sharpest point and paper
lies the thoughts of the illustrator
but those thought become ill
with the break of a pencil

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