Paterson - The perfect toast

I sit and taste my toast for breakfast
For two days I've done that
I had toast on dinner too
They were all perfect
But not this morning
This morning they were a little burnt
Just like me
I have little burns on my heart
On my soul
I look outside and regret the sun
I wish it was cloudy to easy my heart burn
I wish you were sweet to make this bitter taste go way



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