[Intro]

Verse
Oh tragedy! The toaster's broke!
A burnt affair! My morning’s joke!
I sip my tea with noble pain,
The milk is gone — oh what disdain!

Banana peeled before its time,
An existential fruity crime!
My neighbor sings at 3 AM,
A falsetto goat — again, again!

Hook
O world, thy Wi-Fi weeps tonight!
I scroll through memes, a lonely knight.
Oh bless my soul, this life absurd—
A noble fool with frozen Word.

Instrumental Solo

Drop
I waltzed into a café fair,
Declared my love for velvet chairs.
They served my latte in a bowl,
I wept... and stirred my shattered soul.

And then he texted “k.” Just “k.”
As if the bard himself had spoken betrayal.

Verse 3
My socks do slip, my toast doth fly,
Gravity, thou cruel ally.
My cat ignores me, mocks my art,
Then pukes upon my apple tart.

Pre-Drop
No logic dwells in daily pain,
Yet still we dance through microwave rain.

Drop
We march with forks! We dine on fate!
A noble clown on paper plate!
To live! To laugh! To misplace keys!
We ride the bus of tragedies!

Bridge
This isn’t madness — this is Monday.
My drama? Served with extra whipped cream.

Final Drop
So sing with socks upon your hands!
Declare your truth in marching bands!
The earth may groan, the sky may spit—
But we’ll encore this foolish bit!

Outro
To be... or to scroll.