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Morning comes I'll scan the sky
It's unwise to trust my eyes
And I need to feel I'm in control
I'm at a loss for words
Must've been uncertainty in your voice
Curse this sinking feeling
How I'd let you talk me into this
I've got 50 cents to my stupid name
No one wants to pay a girl a dime
But give their 2 cents like clockwork every time
Get your clothes on I'm not saying this again
It's 9:45 and breakfast ends at 10
I don't wanna hear the promises you can't keep
I just want the poppy with the cream cheese
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Cereal
04:09
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Content, the wheat, the rye, the right to falter
With each sun when did we leave it at the altar
I can recall wanting to wake to you
Color, grayscale, then stale the a.m. mistake
Mature just means I switched from bowl to a plate
Nothing at all beats getting to wake to you
Prisms washed in crayon
Morning munchies reigning king
As the lousy and lame are all lost in their beds
My share is up to me.
A glow in eyes as bright as meteor showers
Transformed this morning bud into a flower
Coupled so well with Saturday cartoons
Pour me up a bowl of satisfaction
Gimme that good good God I want
A healthy helping of some diabetes, feed us please
Consider it my toll, a child’s exaction
Even now I feel it turning into a need
All I need is o’s and flakes and crispies, gimme gimme
Startled by the pitter patter of my mother’s steps
But I’m sure I’ve cleaned up all the evidence
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Waffles
03:42
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Let go
There’s only eight and you ain’t even spared a dime
Oh no
These aren’t for you I'm eating alone tonight
We may be hungry
Surviving solely off of coffee
But I’ve got all these waffles for me
Say what you want
But this breakfast after hours
Is provided for and meant for only me
Say what you want
But you’re not gonna get any
No crumbs
I clean my plate with my tongue
Until I’m done until there’s nothing left
And you better believe
That I’m tippy tippy toe’n to get some seconds
So long
I’ve been waiting to sink my teeth into you
You’re gonna blow my mind with a taste that I chase
I can’t wait for you
I won’t lie I’ve tried so hard not to erupt
But you look so good under that syrup
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Chocolate
05:46
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You fell into my hand
To satisfy my craving for your shiny plastic insides
I found you chewed up, spit out
I'm betting you'll taste sweeter melting in my mouth
Dressed in aluminum lace
I'm only good for a taste
Forgotten and gone to waste
What good am I if I'm down and out before you know?
I told myself you've got the love that I need
Not like the aftertaste, with laces tied and chasing after
Inside, left right, let's try and wear down those sides
You melted in my hand
A mess of good intentions from when I left you in my pocket
I bet you taste just as sweet
As when you're broken off piece by piece
You broke me off piece by piece
I thought that I could be your favorite
Was I not even worth savoring?
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