[Verse] Morning light seeps through the blinds, Coffee cups and sleepy eyes, You flipped the pancake, said it’s fine, But it’s black as night, no disguise. [Pre-Chorus] Syrup’s dripping slow, On the plate, it’s like gold, We laugh about small things, Warmth more than we can hold. [Chorus] Burnt edges, sweet mess, We’re chasing moments we won’t forget, Sticky fingers, lazy smiles, Sibling love that stretches miles, Burnt edges, sweet mess, In the kitchen we confess, It’s not perfect, but it’s us, This breakfast buzz, this syrup rush. [Verse] You poke the pancake, say “try a bite,” I grin and say, “I don’t mind the fight,” Over burnt bits and sticky drips, Our morning groove, those gentle flips. [Pre-Chorus] Syrup’s dripping slow, On the plate, it’s like gold, We laugh about small things, Warmth more than we can hold. [Chorus] Burnt edges, sweet mess, We’re chasing moments we won’t forget, Sticky fingers, lazy smiles, Sibling love that stretches miles, Burnt edges, sweet mess, In the kitchen we confess, It’s not perfect, but it’s us, This breakfast buzz, this syrup rush. [Bridge] No need for fancy meals, Just your laugh and how it feels, We’ll burn a thousand more, If this is what we’re living for. [Chorus] Burnt edges, sweet mess, We’re chasing moments we won’t forget, Sticky fingers, lazy smiles, Sibling love that stretches miles, Burnt edges, sweet mess, In the kitchen we confess, It’s not perfect, but it’s us, This breakfast buzz, this syrup rush. [Outro] Burnt pancakes and syrup songs, In our world, this is where we belong.