The Egg McMuffin Song

The Egg McMuffin Song

indie, british, angry, melancholic, powerful, loud

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The Egg McMuffin Song

(Verse 1)  
Sitting in the corner of a crowded café,  
Egg McMuffin in my hand, trying to find a way,  
To p-p-put into words what my heart wants to say,  
But the m-m-melody's lost in the morning haze.  
(Pre-Chorus)  
The jukebox plays a tune I can't quite place,  
And I'm searching for the lines to fill this empty space.  
(Chorus)  
This is the song I wrote, with a breakfast in my hand,  
Trying to find the courage, trying to make a stand.  
I couldn't find the words,but I hope you understand,  
This is the song I wrote to say I love you.  
(Verse 2)  
The sun's creeping in through the window p-p-pane,  
And I'm scribbling down thoughts like a runaway train.  
The c-coffee's gone cold,but the feeling remains,  
A love song in disguise,in a fast-food chain.  
(Pre-Chorus)  
The world outside is spinning, but I'm stuck in place,  
Trying to capture the moment, trying to find my grace.  
(Bridge)  
And maybe it's not perfect, maybe it's a mess,  
But every single word is my hearts confess.  
In the chaos of the morning, in the clatter and the din, 
I found a little piece of truth,and 
let it in.  
(Outro)  
So here it is,my love,in a paper cup,  
A melody of mornings,a heart waking up.  
The Egg McMuffin Song.