Ressaca paints the scene of a late-night wanderer slipping from bar to bar, chasing a buzz strong enough to drown lingering feelings. By the time he is metaphorically “washed up on the shore,” he meets his real companion: the hangover itself, a mix of throbbing headache and heartache. The repeated question “Qual é o meu lugar?” hints at someone lost in both geography and emotion, searching for a place to belong while clinging to the familiar sting of regret.
Yet instead of fleeing the chaos, Jão leans into it. He admits that peace is overrated because the person he desires drags him into a storm that feels thrillingly alive. The song becomes a toast to messy love: breaking self-imposed rules, risking another apology, and surrendering to a dizzy cycle of passion, error, and the inevitable morning after. In short, Ressaca is the soundtrack for anyone who has ever loved the whirlwind more than the calm that follows.