[152 BPM | F minor | 4/4 | double-time rap, dub bass, 8-bit accents] [All ª are muted wah-guitar notes, never vocals] [INTRO - TAPE HISS, LO-FI DRUM LOOP, vinyl dust] ª ªªªª ª ªª ª ª ªªªª ª ªª ª [Snakecharmer flute bends over offbeat guitar] [Vinyl Rewind Effect] ꘠꘡꘠꘡ ꘠꘡꘠꘡ ꘢꘣꘢꘣ ꘢꘣꘢꘣ uh uh uh uh (Yeah!) Six in the morning, no milk, no bread... So I took one bite of the sky instead. [VERSE 1 - low dry rap, sparse boom-bap] Alarm clock coughing, my rent overdue, Cold cup of coffee and a hell of a view. Roof door squeaked, got my slippers on wrong, Dawn sat round like an egg too long. Scooped that gold with a bent-up spoon, Bit down hard, heard the whole sky swoon-mm ※ Heat hit my teeth, little crack in the blue, Swallowed one sunrise like it was overdue. Bus stop blinked, every window went dim, Birds checked clocks and forgot their hymn. Landlord yelled, "Boy, what have you done?" I said, "Breakfast, sir. You got ketchup for sun?" [DJ backspin; chopped 808 answers] My belly went boom and the street went black, Had a miniature morning in my rib-cage pack. Everybody pointing at the bruise in the sky, I just shrugged, wiped the gold from my tie-ay ◊ [PRE-CHORUS - female melody, rising 8-bit arpeggio] You took the day and put it on your plate, Now a million little windows have to wait. (Male, half-spoken) I never meant to take it all... [Drums cut; flute climbs] (Female) Then let it fall! [CHORUS - explosive drums, chant layers, wide stereo] I ate the sun for breakfast-ay ※ Hot little star with a side of reckless-eh ◊ Sky got mad, said, "Give that back!" I said, "Catch me if you can!" ›› I ate the sun for breakfast-o ∞ Got a whole new dawn in my chest-mm ⬡ If the whole world wants its morning back, Come and get a piece of it! ≈ (Oh-oh! Pass it round!) (Come and get a piece of it!) [VERSE 2 - double-time, offbeat dub chop] Turned the corner, freezer doors began to sweat, Cashier asked, "Is that the brightest thing you've eaten yet?" I said, "Maybe," with a hiccup and a flash, Made the price tags dance, made the register crash. Click-click, 8-bit, Morse blips in the wire, Two-step on a pavement getting warmer by the tire. [Vocoder hiccup: ꜜꜛꜜꜛ ꜜꜛꜜꜛ] A girl with violet hair had an empty paper cup, Said, "You got the whole sky? Better pour some up." Red-skinned friend by the railing cracked a grin, Said, "You can't be the only one with summer under skin." She took my wrist, felt the daylight underneath, Said, "A little bit of warmth is enough for me-eh ※" I was chewing on a world I couldn't own, All that fire tasted bitter on my own. So I tapped my chest twice, let the first ray slip, Tiny golden morning on her fingertips ≈ [GLITCH BREAK - 8-bit drums, warped sub, tape-echo fall] 〈◡〉〈◡〉 〈◡〉〈◡〉 《◠》《◠》 [Malfunctioning voice; pitch-stutter] Brea-brea-breakfast... breakfast... [Warped Sub Bass] 〰〰〰〰 〰〰〰〰 Uhhh uhhhhhhhh... ooohhhhhhhh... [Sub collapses; one flute note remains] [BRIDGE - close male/female duet, bittersweet soul] (Female) A horizon isn't yours to hide. (Male) I know, I know, I got carried by the ride. (Female) Open both hands, let the warm spill through. (Male) Half for the world and the rest for you-o ◊ ahhhhh ahhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhh [Snare roll; rising synth choir] (Male) I thought I needed everything to feel alive. (Female) You only needed someone by your side. (Yeah!) [Full-band silence, then impact] [FINAL CHORUS - maximal dub/trap drop, duet and crowd] I ate the sun for breakfast-ay ※ Hot little star with a side of reckless-eh ◊ Sky got mad, said, "Give that back!" We said, "Watch us bring it back!" ›› I ate the sun for breakfast-o ∞ Now the whole block glows from the inside-mm ⬡ If the whole world wants its morning back, Come and get a piece of it! ≈ (Oh-oh! Pass it round!) (Come and get a piece of it!) [Flute riff; bass cuts on the last beat] [OUTRO - tape hiss, soft 8-bit chimes] The sky got its gold, the table got crumbs. She stole my coffee... and I gave her the sun. (heh... yeah-mm ※) [Vinyl stop]
