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Aaron Archer

Aaron C. Archer (born 1972 in Canton, Ohio) is an American illustrator and creative professional who spent over 18 years at Hasbro, designing for toy brands like Transformers, G.I. Joe, and others. Archer worked on the Transformers brand for over 13 years, collaborating with Takara on hundreds of toys. Archer acted as the Creative Lead for all Transformers partnerships including four feature films, four video games, five animated series, theme park rides, and countless publishing projects. In 2013, Archer retired from Hasbro in order to pursue independent projects. Archer worked on other Hasbro/Kenner toy lines including various Batman lines, Star Wars and Alien Resurrection, amongst others. Archer's earliest Transformers work were designs for the later Beast… more »

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Well, I wrote you this song in my head
Didn't bother get out of bed
No brushing my hair, didn't comb my teeth
Just sick inside with self-belief
The black crown's coming down
And the joker's always around
A cup of tea and a first cigarette
Marking time by paper syrette

Now what you would think is a bore
Can't be much worse, out the door
Staring a hole into space
Doubting the mirror and my face

With the windows all blacked out
You can avoid time
Ameliorate all doubt
And redefine lines
With the windows all blacked out
You can avoid time
Ameliorate all doubt
And redefine lines

Writing this down to wrack my mind
Sifting the thoughts best denied
Waiting for sleep to set in
And maybe tomorrow I'll begin

With the windows all blacked out
You can't avoid time
A million breaks on time

With the windows all blacked out
You can avoid time
Ameliorate all doubt
And redefine lines
With the windows all blacked out
You can avoid time
Ameliorate all doubt
And redefine lines

Yeah, you know what I'm talking about
It's those shut-in blues

Well, I wrote you this song in my head
Didn't bother get out of bed
No brushing my hair, didn't comb my teeth
Just sick inside with self-belief
The black crown's coming down
And the joker's always around
A cup of tea and a first cigarette
Marking time by paper syrette

Well, I wrote you this song in my head
I sure as hell didn't bother to get out of bed
I'm just stuck, stuck, stuck inside, stuck inside my own head

I think I came off pretty good

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