Velvet Pretensions

[Intro] [Verse 1] Sipping espresso in a Paris café, Name-dropping Sartre in a borrowed cliché, Vintage vinyl spinning words I can’t explain, But I’ll laugh like you’re in on the game. [Chorus] Velvet pretensions, a curated disguise, Jangle-pop riffs with a new-wave sigh, I’ll speak in riddles, you’ll call it profound, A cryptic intention, my head in the clouds. [Verse 2] Mirror-shade lenses hide my wandering eyes, Quoting French poets under neon-lit skies, Obscure band tees and a thrift-store cane, I’ll redefine “depth” just to bask in the fame. [Chorus] Velvet pretensions, a curated disguise, Jangle-pop riffs with a new-wave sigh, I’ll speak in riddles, you’ll call it profound, A cryptic intention, my head in the clouds. [Bridge] The act is wearing thin, but I’ll double down, A self-aware smirk as I juggle the crown, Dancefloor pretender in a borrowed groove, If you don’t get it, well, that’s the move. [Outro]