[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Sipping espresso through a monocle glare,
Tracing the edges of a postmodern chair,
Quoting French films that nobody saw,
You’re a vintage vinyl with a synthetic flaw.
[Chorus]
Oh, your lexicon glistens like cheap chandeliers,
A symphony of syllables to mask your fears,
Draped in irony, you’re the trendsetter’s muse,
A pastel rebellion in neon shoes.
[Verse 2]
You name-drop Kafka at a rooftop bar,
Dance to the echo of a faded guitar,
Your manifesto’s scrawled on a latte napkin,
A masterpiece of nothing—just blink and you’ll miss it.
[Chorus]
Oh, your lexicon glistens like cheap chandeliers,
A symphony of syllables to mask your fears,
Draped in irony, you’re the trendsetter’s muse,
A pastel rebellion in neon shoes.
[Bridge]
You’re a crossword puzzle solved in reverse,
A sonnet whispered to an empty universe,
The crowd applauds your hollow ballet,
But the curtain’s closing—you’ve got nothing to say.
[Outro]