"And you're like a 90's Jesus
And you revel in your psychosis
How dare you?
And you sample concepts like hors d'euvres
And you eat their questions for dessert
Is it just me or is it hot in here?
And you're like a 90's Kennedy
And you're really a million years old
You can't fool me
They'll throw opinions like rocks in riots
And they'll stumble around like hypocrites
Is it just me or is it dark in here?
Well you may never be or have a husband
You may never have or hold a child
You will learn to loose everything
We are temporary arrangements
And you're like a 90's Noah
And they laughed at you as you packed all of your things
And they wonder why you're frustrated
And they wonder why you're so angry
And is it just me or are you fed up?
God bless you in your travels in your conquests and queries"
Alanis Morissette, " No Pressure Over Cappuccino"
(Estou farta que letras de canções sejam mais expressivas do que aquilo o que tenho para dizer. E estou farta de ultimamente ver o teu carro em todo o lado. Parece que de repente o mundo se encheu de charangas iguais à tua.)
1 comment:
Charangas???? LOL senhores clios sff
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