[Intro] [Verse 1] Fluorescent buzzing in the mirrored hall Air conditioner coughing through the wall You wore designer shoes with the soles worn thin Asked me if mercy was a vitamin A pharmacy receipt inside your coat Folded like a prayer somebody never wrote Your reflection fractured in the vending machine Like two exhausted people stitched together poorly [Pre-Chorus] Everybody pauses half a beat too long Like they’re waiting to be proven wrong [Chorus] Velvet static in the lacquered room Perfect haircuts, slow emotional doom Champagne posture with hospital habits Expensive fabric hiding nervous damage The ashtray spills beside the sweating drinks Nobody says exactly what they think Everything shines in a surgical glaze Like nobody’s slept in fourteen days [Verse 2] The waiter dropped a tray beside the bar Nobody moved, we only watched the shards You traced geometric patterns on the wood Like solving them might make the evening good Someone laughed without involving their eyes A weather-channel grin stretched paper-thin wide Somebody whispered, “he was brilliant once” Then stared into the television silence [Pre-Chorus] Every sentence ends before it lands Like nobody trusts their own hands [Chorus] Velvet static in the lacquered room Perfect haircuts, slow emotional doom Champagne posture with hospital habits Expensive fabric hiding nervous damage The hallway bends like overheated wire Polite applause for private disasters Everything glows in a television daze Like nobody’s slept in fourteen days [Bridge] [tight rhythmic tension, dreamy suspended chords] The accountant’s daughter kissing strangers for heat Somebody pacing holes into the concrete A woman crying in the restroom stall Still fixing makeup for the afterparty call I kept staring at the ice in my drink Trying to remember how normal people think The ceiling tiles breathing soft and slow Like they understood something I don’t know [Breakdown] [half-time pulse, distant ambient textures] You said, “We all become maintenance eventually.” Then smiled like you regretted saying it. [Final Chorus] Velvet static in the lacquered room Beautiful people decomposing in bloom Someone finally turns the television off But the silence somehow feels worse than noise The cigarette burns down beside the sink A room full of mouths afraid to speak Everything drowning in pale arcade light Waiting for morning to cancel the night [Outro] [clean unresolved chords fade slowly] Fluorescent buzzing Air conditioner rain Somebody humming Off key again
