[Title]
Velvet Superiority
[Style]
Jangle Pop, New Wave
[Lyrics]
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Sip my latte slow in a borrowed turtleneck,
Quote French films I’ve never seen, just to checkmate the room.
My vintage vinyl spins a truth I can’t deflect,
Crooning chords to hide the cracks in my porcelain groove.
[Chorus]
Velvet superiority, draped in borrowed light,
Jangle-pop illusions shimmer through the night.
New wave poses flicker, but the b**t’s airtight—
A masterpiece of nothing, wrapped in celluloid.
[Verse 2]
I namedrop Kafka at the dive bar’s poetry slam,
Wear ambiguity like a thrifted designer tag.
Your whispers taste of envy, but I’ll never fold my hand—
My ego’s a neon sign that’s allergic to the sag.
[Chorus]
Velvet superiority, draped in borrowed light,
Jangle-pop illusions shimmer through the night.
New wave poses flicker, but the b**t’s airtight—
A masterpiece of nothing, wrapped in celluloid.
[Bridge]
Mirrorball confessions, I’m the star of my own lie,
Dancefloor existential, yet too cool to cry.
But when the synth fades out, will the crowd ask why?
Just another ghost in a skinny tie.
[Chorus]
Velvet superiority, draped in borrowed light,
Jangle-pop illusions shimmer through the night.
New wave poses flicker, but the b**t’s airtight—
A masterpiece of nothing, wrapped in celluloid.
[Outro]
