Doesn't quite sound french :|

i wanted to write more lyrics, but i'm rusty in my workflow and ran out of time. but like, the idea was a guy who did everything he was told he was supposed to, dress nicer, but it didn't make him feel any different or better, he still had the same problems he always did

lyrics:

i'm buttoned up

but where's my vested interest?

tidied up

but nothing's changed, got a

silk touch, but

what the fuck is a French Tuck?

messed up, and i

feel so strange

ALL FASHION. ALL PASSION

I have absolutely zero idea what i am doing. The bassline probably doesn't even match, i had only 30 minutes for the whole thing.

It's DnB with some French Jazz samples and a bit of a light wub wub bassline. All i can say is at least have fun lol.

I thread the needle, pull the fabric tight

Hoping the perfect fold will make everything right

I thread the needle, pull the fabric tight

Hoping the perfect fold will make everything right

But the seams unravel, exposing my fears

A fashion statement can't wipe away the tears

I thread the needle, pull the fabric tight

Hoping the perfect fold will make everything right

But the seams unravel, exposing my fears

A fashion statement can't wipe away the tears