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WHAT I CREATED
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"We request a song about when you put too much milk in scrambled eggs and you think you got away with it but the milk seeps out like milky amniotic fluid from a pregnant lady all over your plate and it ruins breakfast"
-Faith and Nick
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when i try to cook i always fail i always go wrong
even the most simple dishes prove in the kitchen i don't belong
try and try again, i will, but i always make mistakes
ham and salad, chips and beans and prime beef sirloin stakes

now i'll try to do the simplest dish that i can think of
all i need to have is egg and milk and salt and oil
but still i wonder if i'll fail i wonder if the egg will set right
and as i put the milk in i'm distracted by the light

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CHORUS
i thought i'd get
get away with it
but it seems that i did not
and now my breakfast is a wreck

now my egg is leaking and
now my plate is covered in it
amniotic fluid
the milk resembles i admit

it was just a bit too much
and now the egg is far too thin
scrabled eggs need just a touch
and so again i must begin

i fail
at food
nothing i can do
when i try to cook
away you look
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ruined as it is i must accept what i created
and i must try to save it from the horror that awaits
for if i don't i will have wasted it and i don't want do do that
for i would be to blame and i would never live it down

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CHORUS
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now it is complete and my creation sits before me
it looks horrific looks like sin but for all its flaws it floors me