Description
Composer: Cojocaru Elena-Daria
Composer: Sfichi Daniel Florin
Lyricist: Cojocaru Elena-Daria
Lyrics and translation
Original
This is my velvet knife confidence. Smoke when you cut through the nonsense.
I'm not your pretty little compliment, I'm the headline.
Sit tight, be glad, I walk in, you talk, I sip, let you drown in your own script.
Little turns of mind, you think you're leading this dance, but I'm counting all the burned while you're lost in your reflection.
I've been quiet, just vibing, let you play out in your mind.
Know my patience has an ending, and it's ending right on time! This is my velvet knife confidence. Smoke when you cut through the nonsense.
I'm not your pretty little compliment, I'm the headline, I'm the headline, oh.
My velvet knife confidence, soft to the touch but relentless.
You feel it every time I exit, yeah, I'm the loss you won't forget.
You say, "Relax, don't be so intense," as if I'm here for your comfort.
You call me baby in bad rooms, like I should thank you for the insult.
I sign the check with a flourish, and where the zeros go silent.
Funny how the tone gets sweeter when the cocky one's abiding.
I've been noting, just listening, let you write your little myth.
Got my stories in bold letters, and I don't need your edited truth.
This is my velvet knife confidence. Smoke when you cut through the nonsense.
I'm not your pretty little compliment, I'm the headline, I'm the headline, oh.
My velvet knife confidence, soft to the touch but relentless.
You feel it every time I exit, -yeah, I'm the loss you won't forget.
-Confidence, -nonsense, confidence.
-This is my velvet knife confidence, soft to the touch but relentless.
You feel it every time I exit, yeah, I'm the loss you won't forget.
English translation
This is my velvet knife confidence. Smoke when you cut through the nonsense.
I'm not your pretty little compliment, I'm the headline.
Sit tight, be glad, I walk in, you talk, I sip, let you drown in your own script.
Little turns of mind, you think you're leading this dance, but I'm counting all the burned while you're lost in your reflection.
I've been quiet, just vibing, let you play out in your mind.
Know my patience has an ending, and it's ending right on time! This is my velvet knife confidence. Smoke when you cut through the nonsense.
I'm not your pretty little compliment, I'm the headline, I'm the headline, oh.
My velvet knife confidence, soft to the touch but relentless.
You feel it every time I exit, yeah, I'm the loss you won't forget.
You say, "Relax, don't be so intense," as if I'm here for your comfort.
You call me baby in bad rooms, like I should thank you for the insult.
I sign the check with a flourish, and where the zeros go silent.
Funny how the tone gets sweeter when the cocky one's abiding.
I've been noting, just listening, let you write your little myth.
Got my stories in bold letters, and I don't need your edited truth.
This is my velvet knife confidence. Smoke when you cut through the nonsense.
I'm not your pretty little compliment, I'm the headline, I'm the headline, oh.
My velvet knife confidence, soft to the touch but relentless.
You feel it every time I exit, -yeah, I'm the loss you won't forget.
-Confidence, -nonsense, confidence.
-This is my velvet knife confidence, soft to the touch but relentless.
You feel it every time I exit, yeah, I'm the loss you won't forget.