Burnt Beans

**Verse 1**:

Morning light creeps through the blinds,

Eyes half-open, still confined.

In the kitchen, hope is born,

But those burnt beans leave me torn.

**Chorus**:

Burnt beans, the bitterness I feel,

Life’s harsh flavors, oh, they’re all too real.

Grind and brew, but the taste remains,

A cup of sorrow in coffee's stains.

**Verse 2**:

Steam rises, whispers of disdain,

Each sip reminds me of the pain.

Hoping for warmth, finding regret,

In every drop, I can't forget.

**Chorus**:

Burnt beans, the bitterness I feel,

Life’s harsh flavors, oh, they’re all too real.

Grind and brew, but the taste remains,

A cup of sorrow in coffee's stains.

**Bridge**:

Stirring memories with every spoon,

Bitterness lingers like a haunting tune.

Dreams of sweetness, a fleeting wisp,

But burnt beans tighten their bitter grip.

**Verse 3**:

Tick-tock, the clock moves slow,

As the coffee cools, so does my woe.

Yet every morning, I return,

To those burnt beans, and lessons learned.

**Chorus**:

Burnt beans, the bitterness I feel,

Life’s harsh flavors, oh, they’re all too real.

Grind and brew, but the taste remains,

A cup of sorrow in coffee's stains.

**Outro**:

Empty cup, the day moves on,

Bitterness fades with the dawn.

But in my heart, the taste persists,

Burnt beans, a bitterness that resists.