Over And Over

And youre like a 90s jesus

And you revel in your psychosis

How dare you

And you sample concepts like hors deuvres

And you eat their questions for dessert

Is it just me or is it hot in here

And youre like a 90s kennedy

And youre really a million years old

You cant fool me

Theyll throw opinions like rocks in riots

And theyll 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 youre like a 90s noah

And they laughed at you as you packed all of your things

And they wonder why youre frustrated

And they wonder why youre 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