[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Sipping espresso in a borrowed fedora,
Quoting Kerouac but you’ve never read a page.
Your vinyl collection’s just for show, now,
Strutting through the crowd in a monochrome parade.
[Chorus]
Oh, velvet pretensions, tangled in your hair,
Jangle-pop riffs and a vacant stare.
You’re a neon sign in a black-and-white town,
Faking every note as the synth beats d***n.
[Verse 2]
Name-drop Sartre at a basement party,
Your vintage shirt’s still got the thrift-store tag.
You’re a walking cliché in a retro disguise,
Dancing like your shadow’s dragging a bag.
[Chorus]
Oh, velvet pretensions, tangled in your hair,
Jangle-pop riffs and a vacant stare.
You’re a neon sign in a black-and-white town,
Faking every note as the synth beats d***n.
[Bridge]
Your manifesto’s just a coffee stain,
A collage of words you can’t explain.
New wave echoes in your hollow creed,
A mirrorball soul with no light to feed.
[Chorus]
Oh, velvet pretensions, tangled in your hair,
Jangle-pop riffs and a vacant stare.
You’re a neon sign in a black-and-white town,
Faking every note as the synth beats d***n.
[Outro]
