Lyric No Pressure Over Cappuccino

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?


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