Velour Songtext
von Scrimmage

This hand that feeds us
It keeps beckoning
Towards that which we seek to find
Something comforting
It′s close, so close
Plush indifference
Has taken hold
This feels alright

This feels alright


Stuck driving the car I like
I don't want to be
Left out of the parking lot
One without a key
To fill this void
Retro fantasy
A warning light
But this feels alright

This feels alright
This feels alright
This feels alright