Don't hover around me,
Cause there won't be a drawing in the end if you watch,
The slow graceful lines make me look like i'm not sketching.
They make me look like I'm working on a masterpeice,
Untill you shake the table that is.
Then he comes over, and stares, his face so close it blurrs my vision
But I don't stop him,
I only stop you,
When you come to watch...
too...
Cause there won't be a drawing in the end if you watch,
The slow graceful lines make me look like i'm not sketching.
They make me look like I'm working on a masterpeice,
Untill you shake the table that is.
Then he comes over, and stares, his face so close it blurrs my vision
But I don't stop him,
I only stop you,
When you come to watch...
too...
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