Cashmere - Akine

Everything you say

Comes from your mommy, your daddy

You crave constant approval on the daily

Won’t fail you, won’t fail me

Dad got my new Rolex

Dad got my new clients

I get it, goddamn it

You’re not defined

But don’t you wanna breathe your own air?

Everything you do

You do it for the camera, the lights and the views

Writing your name on the walls, «I was here»

Gotta remind 'em, but they will forget

Where has the art gone?

Don’t you wanna stay away

From all of your cashmere sweaters?

And I can see why you’re going the business

'Cause you’ll surely find a soulmate

Your parents will approve her

'Cause he’s rolling in

But don’t you wanna breathe your own air?

Walking around in that mess

Don’t you care?

Where has the art gone?

Don’t you wanna stay away

From all of your cashmere sweaters?

Away from your cashmere sweaters?

And even your shoes, incrusted in gold

Beg for approval, while children saw

The rest of your cashmere sweaters

And even your mind is already sold

Feeds on attention, while children saw

The rest of your cashmere sweaters

The rest of your cashmere sweaters

Away from your cashmere sweaters