Two words in a prompt, now you’re special. One lucky roll, now you’re hot shit. First bad take and there you go, burying it before it bites. One dry comment and now you’re sulking. One wrong note and now it’s doomed. You don’t kill songs when they come out ugly. You kill them early to protect your mood. Stay in the draft. Stay in the ugly. First bad take? Good. Stay there. Stay in the draft. Stay in the ugly. Don't pull the plug at first blood. Cloud nine for a minute. Concrete right after that. Soon as the high turns ugly, your hand goes for delete. Good. That’s the part that counts. Soft hands quit at first pushback. Stay there. Hard heads make the bastard bite. Stay in the draft. Stay in the ugly. First bad take? Good. Stay there. Stay in the draft. Stay in the ugly. Don't pull the plug at first blood. Prepare for impact. Take the fucker. Stay in the ugly. Make it bite. Don't delete the ugly.
