Do you ever feel like a plastic bag
Drifting throught the wind
Wanting to start again
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards
One blow from caving in
Do you ever feel already buried deep
Six feet under scream
But no one seems to hear a thing...
Cause baby you're a firework
Come on show 'em what you're worth
This did not take as long as it says. Though, this is the longest I've ever worked on an oekaki. Three hours to be exact. Two of them on the background. I couldn't get the shine right, and then the fireworks were nearly impossible, ugh.
Drifting throught the wind
Wanting to start again
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards
One blow from caving in
Do you ever feel already buried deep
Six feet under scream
But no one seems to hear a thing...
Cause baby you're a firework
Come on show 'em what you're worth
This did not take as long as it says. Though, this is the longest I've ever worked on an oekaki. Three hours to be exact. Two of them on the background. I couldn't get the shine right, and then the fireworks were nearly impossible, ugh.
