[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Velvet blazers and a borrowed rhyme,
I quote Kafka while I k**l time.
Strut through the café, monocle gaze,
My vinyl collection could fill a museum display.
[Chorus]
Oh, it’s velvet pretension, darling, can’t you see?
A counterfeit soul with a Ph.D. in poetry.
I’ll name-drop Sartre over synth-pop beats,
A masterpiece of nothing, repeating on repeat.
[Verse 2]
Sip espresso with a pinky raised,
Declare the zeitgeist “unphased, underphrased.”
You’re all too basic, I’m avant-garde,
But my heart’s a cliché playing postcards.
[Chorus]
Oh, it’s velvet pretension, darling, can’t you see?
A counterfeit soul with a Ph.D. in poetry.
I’ll name-drop Sartre over synth-pop beats,
A masterpiece of nothing, repeating on repeat.
[Bridge]
I curate my flaws like gallery art,
A walking paradox with a hollow heart.
The mirrors all whisper, “You’re second-hand smart,”
But I’ll jangle my guitar like it’s Brando’s part.
[Chorus]
Oh, it’s velvet pretension, darling, can’t you see?
A counterfeit soul with a Ph.D. in poetry.
I’ll name-drop Sartre over synth-pop beats,
A masterpiece of nothing, repeating on repeat.
[Outro]
