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 lose 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?
And may god bless you in your travels in your conquests and queries