歌詞

Gloss and leather

Turn the page

Mm

I keep a photograph between the lines

Of a magazine from 1985

Sharp-shouldered jackets, lacquered lips

A chain-link belt on painted hips

Saturday mornings in a second-hand haze

I run my fingers through another decade

Then midnight glows from a laptop screen

I chase old silhouettes that still stay clean

It’s not nostalgia

It’s something else

A kind of language

I know too well

Gloss and leather

I wear desire with discipline

Gloss and leather

A cool obsession under skin

I want the shape

The line

The cut

The attitude inside the touch

Gloss and leather

I slip into another age

My bookshelf leans with European gloss

Editorial queens I never lost

Gold clip earrings, midnight black

A tailored waist, a posture back

I know the difference in a shoulder seam

Between costume noise and a private dream

Every piece I find has to feel

Like something lost, but somehow real

It’s not vintage

For the sake of display

It’s the way I read a woman

In the way her jacket lays

Gloss and leather

I wear desire with discipline

Gloss and leather

A cool obsession under skin

I want the shape

The line

The cut

The tension hidden in the look

Gloss and leather

I slip into another age

Online after midnight

In a soft electric glow

I scroll through forgotten labels

Only I would know

Not for attention

Not for applause

I just want the pulse

Of what that decade was

Gloss and leather

I wear desire with discipline

Gloss and leather

A quiet fire dressed in silk

I want the shape

The line

The cut

And all the women wrapped in it

Gloss and leather

I slip into another age

Turn the page

Gloss and leather

Mm