Velvet Superiority

[Intro] [Verse 1] Sipping prosecco on a thrift-store throne, Quoting Proust through a cracked iPhone, Monocle glare at the plebeian crowd, Whisper French words just a bit too loud. [Chorus] Velvet superiority, draped in borrowed wit, Ivory towers crumble, but I’ll never admit, Jangle-pop pretension, new wave disguise, Gold-leaf my failures, call it “artistic lies.” [Verse 2] Neon blazer, postmodern sway, Name-drop Sartre in the dive bar café, Paint my ego in a gallery frame, A hollow anthem for a hollow fame. [Bridge] Mirrored sunglasses hide my ordinary eyes, Dance on a high horse, claim it’s “avant-garde skies,” But the vinyl crackles when the truth gets near— A highbrow masquerade, fueled by cheap beer. [Chorus] Velvet superiority, draped in borrowed wit, Ivory towers crumble, but I’ll never admit, Jangle-pop pretension, new wave disguise, Gold-leaf my failures, call it “artistic lies.” [Outro]