Bex Centella - Velvet Lace Lyrics

I'm not hiding in the suburbs
That is a younger thing
You cannot begin to wonder
The ways I am suffering
Teardrops, muddy clothes
I'm not supposed to feel so
Out-of-place, slow
I decompose
As if a dress made out of velvet lace
People always come and go
And that'll never change
"The good ones stay"
Or so it goes
Or they leave without a trace
Seven went last month
It's far too much
How much time will it take
Completely out-of-touch
The feeling's crushed
Just like that velvet lace
I could wait here on the hour
For you to say something
Dwell and let the feeling sour
And wither away to nothing
Tell me I'm achieved
A one-way street
Is not where I am heading
The fabric and the seams
Its just a dream, as I
Pull on the threading
Run my fingers through the flowers
Hand-stitched embroidery
The creation built of my desires
Is falling apart around me
Why must good things break
Why must I ache
In the bed of which I must lay
Synthetic and fake
I tear away
Every inch of that velvet lace