Velvet Superiority

[Intro] [Verse 1] Sipping espresso through a monocle’s glare, Vintage threads and a dismissive air, Name-drop Kafka at a basement show, “You’ve never heard them? Oh, darling, *how slow*.” [Chorus] We’re the architects of borrowed grace, Dancing in a borrowed time and space, Jangle chords and a synth-wave chase, Our *taste so divine*, it’s a cliché we embrace. [Verse 2] Your vinyl collection’s alphabetized shame, I scoff at your playlist—it’s all *mainstream* fame, Quote French New Wave with a smirk and a sigh, “Your lens is so pedestrian—mine’s Bokeh skies.” [Bridge] Cigarette whispers in a loft we don’t own, Debate postmodernism in a condescending tone, “Authenticity’s d**d,” we laugh, rolling eyes, While mirroring the idols we criticize. [Chorus] We’re the architects of borrowed grace, Dancing in a borrowed time and space, Jangle chords and a synth-wave chase, Our *taste so divine*, it’s a cliché we embrace. [Outro]