Clean Lyric
Paragraph Lyric
Need to write, urge to draw
Blotches of ink of things I raw
Feelings in blue, expressions in black
So I scribble, my mind on paper
Thoughts pop up, visions occur
My mind comes up, with these bits of blur
So I scribble my mind on paper
When you say I'm missing out, the worlds revolving
Styles and people are changing
This pen is running out, my life's in front of me
Need to write, urge to draw  Blotches of ink of things I raw  Feelings in blue, expressions in black  So I scribble, my mind on paper  Thoughts pop up, visions occur  My mind comes up, with these bits of blur  So I scribble my mind on paper  When you say I'm missing out, the worlds revolving  Styles and people are changing  This pen is running out, my life's in front of me