Matthew Albertell Matthew Albertell

Musica - NEPO After Dark, Saint Gilt

Nepo After Dark

a parody

NEPO AFTER DARK (Her Edit)
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Reservations?
No.
They know the family.
[Chorus]
Nepo, nepo, after dark
Black card, black car, blacked-out heart
Born on the list, never waited in line
Everything perfect—nobody’s fine
Nepo, nepo, kiss, don’t tell
Top-floor heaven, private hell
Champagne tears in a crystal glass
Young, rich, pretty—make it look fast
[Verse 1]
Eight-fifty dinner, I don’t touch the plate
Driver downstairs and he knows not to wait
Last name opens every door in the room
But the suite stays cold and the flowers don’t bloom
Silk on the skin, little frost in the stare
Everybody wants in, nobody cares
Trust-fund pulse with a pharmacy smile
Going nowhere in impeccable style
Flash in the mirror, face like a campaign
Love lasts a night, family name remains
Daddy made calls, mother made scenes
Now we make mistakes in designer jeans
Private-school manners, public mistakes
Nothing feels real when everything’s fake
Whole room watching, nobody sees
We inherited money and hereditary needs
[Pre-Chorus]
No sleep lately
Whole room hazy
Don’t say save me
Just say, “Baby”
[Chorus]
Nepo, nepo, after dark
Black card, black car, blacked-out heart
Born on the list, never waited in line
Everything perfect—nobody’s fine
Nepo, nepo, kiss, don’t tell
Top-floor heaven, private hell
Champagne tears in a crystal glass
Young, rich, pretty—make it look fast
[Verse 2]
Three phones ringing, none of them friends
Party starts late and it never quite ends
Name on the building, shame in the lift
Everything given, still nothing’s a gift
Red light, green room, velvet-rope blur
He doesn’t love me, I don’t love her
We trade little secrets like chips at the table
Famous by birth, emotionally unavailable
Clean-cut danger, tailored to fit
Smile for the picture, then vanish from it
The DJ knows us, the doorman lies
We wear dark glasses beneath brighter lights
Valet knows the car, concierge knows the vice
Everybody here has a number and price
Nothing to prove and nothing to earn
We light up the room just to watch it burn
[Beat Switch]
Inherited taste
Inherited face
Inherited trauma
Prime real estate
No job
No plan
One call
Back in
Silver-spoon sorrow
Borrow tomorrow
Smile for the flash
Then drown in the glass
[Final Chorus]
Nepo, nepo, after dark
Black card, black car, blacked-out heart
Born on the list, never waited in line
Everything perfect—nobody’s fine
Nepo, nepo, kiss, don’t tell
Top-floor heaven, private hell
Champagne tears in a crystal glass
Young, rich, pretty—make it look fast
[Outro — Spoken]
Everything perfect.
Nobody’s fine.
The bill?
Put it on the family.
— Matthew Albertell
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