Velvet Superiority

[Intro] [Verse 1] Sipping prosecco on a marble floor, Name-drop Picasso just to even the score. Vintage glasses framing vacant eyes, Monocle whispers, "Darling, *avant-garde* is your disguise." [Chorus] Velvet superiority, a jangle in my stride, New wave synths for the dreams I’ve amplified. Crooning through the haze of a self-made myth, A crown of cassette tapes—oh, what a priceless gift. [Verse 2] Strut in loafers down a neon-lit street, Quote Kerouac lines to the strangers I meet. A Polaroid pose with a half-read book, The credits roll early—can’t risk a second look. [Chorus] Velvet superiority, a jangle in my stride, New wave synths for the dreams I’ve amplified. Crooning through the haze of a self-made myth, A crown of cassette tapes—oh, what a priceless gift. [Bridge] Cryptic poetry scrawled on café receipts, Dissonant chords for the love I won’t keep. “It’s all an *homage*,” I sigh to the void, A hollowed-out anthem, too fragile to avoid. [Chorus] Velvet superiority, a jangle in my stride, New wave synths for the dreams I’ve amplified. Crooning through the haze of a self-made myth, A crown of cassette tapes—oh, what a priceless gift. [Outro]