Epik High - Pencil Sharpener Lyrics
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All we do is runWe have nothing to loseWe make music realyou and I togetheron top of the beat lets lay out some rhymesmy heart shakes with the thought ofcapturing the rhythm and delivering itDon’t forget where you started fromyou knew this road was hard when you begandon’t wash off the sweatIn the moments of your lifeWhere the darkness loses its openingNever forgetThat you become the sun for othersone day soon it will bemy time to shineThe unwillingly spinning pencil sharpenerFalls into the world, like dust in the windone day soon it will bemy time to shineThe unwillingly spinning pencil sharpenerThe world is still my white canvasone day soon it will bemy time to shineone day soon it will bemy time to shine
