LYRICS:
Spaceman butter on a comet ride
Toaster's whisperin' from the other side
Crumbs float up in a jelly mist
I licked the sun… it slapped my wrist

Toast, toast, melt my ghost
Dancing on a plate with a jam jar host
Flame, flame, call my name
I buttered the void and it went insane

Raisin eyes blink from the bread abyss
I kissed a fork and it sparked like this
Molten butter, dripping slow
Tasted like time in a lava flow

Sizzle-snap-crack the crumbly scream
Ride the crust wave through the caffeine dream
I saw a bagel with teeth last night
We argued, he won...

Toast, toast, feed the sky
Serve it black with a side of why
Burn Burn the break-fast outlaw
I chewed the cosmos and tasted, raw

©2025 PICKERING, produced at PicPro Studio, Edmonton, AB

Toast

LYRICS:
Mask on the floor, dust in the air
No one flinches, no one cares
Once we screamed, now we sleep
Our biggest fears are what to eat

Washed our hands till they bled
Now we laugh at what they said
“Stay inside, stay alive”
Now we party just to feel alive

They forgot the plague, forgot the pain
Danced in the smoke, kissed the rain
No more rules, no more cries
Let the virus multiply!
Yeah, we forgot, we let it slide
Welcome back the sickness we hide!

Empty shelves, panic buys
All erased by dollar signs
Hospitals full, we watched them break
Now we toast for old time’s sake

Remember the loss
The choking breath
For those alone
Meant lonely death

They forgot the plague, forgot the pain
Danced in the smoke, kissed the rain
No more rules, no more cries
Let the virus multiply!
Yeah, we forgot, we let it slide
Welcome back the sickness we hide!

We moved on…
But it’s still here.
It never left.
Resurgence is near.

©2025 PICKERING, produced at PicPro Studio

How quickly we forget

PICKERING is a nu-tech metal project hailing from Edmonton, AB.

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