Velvet Wallpaper(Fade)

Eclectic hip hop with harpsichord boogie swing at 123 BPM, skittering drum-machine bounce and elastic bass; verse rides sparse with clipped rhymes and piccolo-key stabs, pre-chorus strips to handclaps and filtered keys, chorus opens with chunky gang doubles and a call-and-response hook, Add vinyl crackle, reverse cymbal swells, and bell tings between lines, Bright, crisp, and slightly dusty mix, hip hop, eclectic

[Verse 1] I came in late slipped by the bowl plastic cups and a talkative room I keep my face soft as a wall same black shoes, same old tune I’m reading the room like a score in my head musicology books in the bag I know the roots the breaks, the bends but I don’t know how to brag [Pre-Chorus] I got the sounds I got the signs I got the shape of the line But when the room turns hot I vanish fast I’m trying to keep my spine [Chorus] Fade into the wallpaper fade, fade, fade Fade into the wallpaper I’m not made for the stage Got the sounds, got the sounds but not the moves tonight Fade into the wallpaper and let the bass stay bright [Verse 2] Somebody yells my name I lift one hand like “yeah, I’m here, I’m fine” Then I lean on a plant like it’s my friend and I study the punch of time There’s a circle of laughs on the far side floor with a spin and a shout and a spin I catch the pulse I can name that groove but I still don’t jump in [Pre-Chorus] I got the charts I got the clues I got the history stitched in my shoes But when the crowd gets close I shrink right down like a note I refuse [Chorus] Fade into the wallpaper fade, fade, fade Fade into the wallpaper I’m not made for the stage Got the sounds, got the sounds but not the moves tonight Fade into the wallpaper and let the bass stay bright [Bridge] Maybe I’m not lost maybe I’m lined up right in the margin of the room Counting claps and catching glances like I’m studying the bloom [Final Chorus] Fade into the wallpaper fade, fade, fade Fade into the wallpaper I’m not made for the stage Got the sounds, got the sounds but not the moves tonight Fade into the wallpaper I’ll still know it feels right

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