I think much like another song “Anti-Matter” (that's also on the same album as this song), this one is also is inspired by a horrifying van crash the band experienced on Nov 3, 2022. This, much like the other track, sounds like it's an extension what they shared while huddled in the wreckage, as they helped frontman Garrett Russell stem the bleeding from his head wound while he was under the temporary effects of a concussion. The track speaks of where the mind goes at the most desperate & desolate of times, when it just about slips away to all but disconnect itself, and the aftermath.
There's a place I go for breakfast every afternoon
The coffees rubbish and the bacons always hard to chew
And the toast is always soggy, but I hardly notice
And the food takes such a long time to get made
Even when I'm the only person in the cafe
And my tables always wobbly, but I hardly notice
You're probably thinking why would I even bother eating there
On a daily basis there's heaps of other places on offer
I wont change to another place if the bacon is rubber
And the taste of the cuppa makes you pull faces and splutter
Its the waitress I love her, the way she clears plates with a clutter
Makes my heart race and a flutter I know its crazy to lover her
A lady that's basically just a, stranger with an apron down her brother
I don't need to ask her name and number cause this relationship
Is built on breakfast, I'm waitin' on her just to wait on me, yeah
There's a place I go for breakfast every afternoon
The coffees rubbish and the bacons always hard to chew
And the toast is always soggy, but I hardly notice
And the food takes such a long time to get made
Even when I'm the only person in the cafe
And my tables always wobbly, but I hardly notice
She says hi to me bye to me that'll be 5.95 to me but I don't really mind
Thats alright with me I just smile and eat
Sometimes we mightn't speak for like a week
She knows in my quiet times I like to be alone
And write a poem with my headphones
Newspaper bacon fried or??? poached egg and a slice of toast, a long black, but
The beans are always burnt
And if the cup is dirty she just cleans it with her shirt
I wonder if shes my ideal girl and what would happen if we dated in the real world
'nah' I don't think it would work I wouldn't wanna risk what we have and have to tip 'cause of that
Besides, this relationship is built on breakfast
I'm waitin' on her just to wait on me
There's a place I go for breakfast every afternoon
The coffees rubbish and the bacons always hard to chew
And the toast is always soggy, but I hardly notice
And the food takes such a long time to get made
Even when I'm the only person in the cafe
And my tables always wobbly, but I hardly notice
The coffees rubbish and the bacons always hard to chew
And the toast is always soggy, but I hardly notice
And the food takes such a long time to get made
Even when I'm the only person in the cafe
And my tables always wobbly, but I hardly notice
You're probably thinking why would I even bother eating there
On a daily basis there's heaps of other places on offer
I wont change to another place if the bacon is rubber
And the taste of the cuppa makes you pull faces and splutter
Its the waitress I love her, the way she clears plates with a clutter
Makes my heart race and a flutter I know its crazy to lover her
A lady that's basically just a, stranger with an apron down her brother
I don't need to ask her name and number cause this relationship
Is built on breakfast, I'm waitin' on her just to wait on me, yeah
There's a place I go for breakfast every afternoon
The coffees rubbish and the bacons always hard to chew
And the toast is always soggy, but I hardly notice
And the food takes such a long time to get made
Even when I'm the only person in the cafe
And my tables always wobbly, but I hardly notice
She says hi to me bye to me that'll be 5.95 to me but I don't really mind
Thats alright with me I just smile and eat
Sometimes we mightn't speak for like a week
She knows in my quiet times I like to be alone
And write a poem with my headphones
Newspaper bacon fried or??? poached egg and a slice of toast, a long black, but
The beans are always burnt
And if the cup is dirty she just cleans it with her shirt
I wonder if shes my ideal girl and what would happen if we dated in the real world
'nah' I don't think it would work I wouldn't wanna risk what we have and have to tip 'cause of that
Besides, this relationship is built on breakfast
I'm waitin' on her just to wait on me
There's a place I go for breakfast every afternoon
The coffees rubbish and the bacons always hard to chew
And the toast is always soggy, but I hardly notice
And the food takes such a long time to get made
Even when I'm the only person in the cafe
And my tables always wobbly, but I hardly notice
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this song doesn't need a description it explains its self! great song overall go Seth Sentry great artist!
@gabepowers yeah seth rulz!!!!!