Jakeneutron - Blank Canvas
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{Verse 1: Jakeneutron}
You lie there blissfully unaware
Of the mess you left when you were young
With your scrappiness considered fair
With a rude awake, you find yourself strapped and scared
Are you ready to face the world you left unrepaired?
You have been blessed with a magic tool
Have what it takes to scrap or renew
And you have a choice on what path becomes true
{Chorus: Jakeneutron}
Is it really a blank canvas or a derivative?
Initiative is telling me
I've got a chance to paint in the place
I smudged with my face
I’m facing my fate
Got me feeling like Icarus
Flying high to fall right down and drown all in the ink I spilled
On what's already filled
Talking 'bout the art that I had killed
Art that I had killed, oh
{Verse 2: Kathy-Chan}
So the big man himself finally lost his wings
Don’t think a toon here would have expected that happening
'Cause all your trash tends to fall down here every spring
I bet you look at us like we're examples of that kind of thing
Well let me inform you on who here rules
If you want to get out, don't be a fool
So prove to me that you're the true toon jewel
{Chorus: Jakeneutron}
Is it really a blank canvas or a derivative?
Initiative is telling me
I've got a chance to paint in the place
I smudged with my face
I'm facing my fate
Got me feeling like Icarus
Flying high to fall right down and drown all in the ink I spilled
On what's already filled
Talking ’bout the art that I had killed
{Verse 3: BSlick}
Give me what you think you’re owed
Tell me the secrets you hold
Gave me life just to be told
I'm nothing but a blot you scold
Is this what you think of us
Waste you throw under the bus
You expect the world to trust
That you deserve an exodus
{Chorus: Jakeneutron}
Is it really a blank canvas or a derivative?
Initiative is telling me
I’ve got a chance to paint in the place
I smudged with my face
I'm facing my fate
Got me feeling like Icarus
Flying high to fall right down and drown all in the ink I spilled
On what's already filled
Talking 'bout the art that I had killed
{Outro}
Yeah
Talking ’bout the art that I had killed
You've seen what you've done
And now's your chance to fix it
Scrap it and be done
Or paint it to restore it
{Verse 1: Jakeneutron}
You lie there blissfully unaware
Of the mess you left when you were young
With your scrappiness considered fair
With a rude awake, you find yourself strapped and scared
Are you ready to face the world you left unrepaired?
You have been blessed with a magic tool
Have what it takes to scrap or renew
And you have a choice on what path becomes true
{Chorus: Jakeneutron}
Is it really a blank canvas or a derivative?
Initiative is telling me
I've got a chance to paint in the place
I smudged with my face
I’m facing my fate
Got me feeling like Icarus
Flying high to fall right down and drown all in the ink I spilled
On what's already filled
Talking 'bout the art that I had killed
Art that I had killed, oh
{Verse 2: Kathy-Chan}
So the big man himself finally lost his wings
Don’t think a toon here would have expected that happening
'Cause all your trash tends to fall down here every spring
I bet you look at us like we're examples of that kind of thing
Well let me inform you on who here rules
If you want to get out, don't be a fool
So prove to me that you're the true toon jewel
{Chorus: Jakeneutron}
Is it really a blank canvas or a derivative?
Initiative is telling me
I've got a chance to paint in the place
I smudged with my face
I'm facing my fate
Got me feeling like Icarus
Flying high to fall right down and drown all in the ink I spilled
On what's already filled
Talking ’bout the art that I had killed
{Verse 3: BSlick}
Give me what you think you’re owed
Tell me the secrets you hold
Gave me life just to be told
I'm nothing but a blot you scold
Is this what you think of us
Waste you throw under the bus
You expect the world to trust
That you deserve an exodus
{Chorus: Jakeneutron}
Is it really a blank canvas or a derivative?
Initiative is telling me
I’ve got a chance to paint in the place
I smudged with my face
I'm facing my fate
Got me feeling like Icarus
Flying high to fall right down and drown all in the ink I spilled
On what's already filled
Talking 'bout the art that I had killed
{Outro}
Yeah
Talking ’bout the art that I had killed
You've seen what you've done
And now's your chance to fix it
Scrap it and be done
Or paint it to restore it