calor na mesa do chá das cinco na ilha

Is it just me, or is it hot in here?
(contribuindo assim para a hormonice do tag "musica para tirar a roupa")

No Pressure Over Cappuccino

Alanis Morrisete



And your like a 90's Jesus
And you revel in your psychosis
How dare you
And you sample concepts like hore d'euvres
And you eat their questions for dessert
Is it just me, or is it hot in here?

And your 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 lose everything
We are temporary arrangements

And your 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
Is it just me, or are you fed up?

And may God bless you in your travels
In your conquest and queries