[Verse]
Morning light shining bright on porcelain thrones
A slice of toast in hand feels like home
Balancing breakfast while I contemplate dreams
In the place where thoughts and butter streams
[Verse 2]
I hear the echoes of my crunchy bite
As crumbs fall gently under bathroom lights
Thinking "bout life between each chew
Toast and toilets a rendezvous
[Chorus]
Oh the paradox of breakfast bliss
On a throne where nothing should be amiss
Butter melts my worries into sweet escape
Toast and toilets my morning landscape
[Verse 3]
The scent of toast a morning symphony
With every bite my heart"s set free
I can"t help but laugh at the absurdity
Toast on the toilet becomes a remedy
[Chorus]
Oh the paradox of breakfast bliss
On a throne where nothing should be amiss
Butter melts my worries into sweet escape
Toast and toilets my morning landscape
[Bridge]
Crumbs on my pajamas a misunderstood art
A breakfast ritual that sets me apart
With every crunch I conquer the day
In my private kingdom where dreams lay