Lyrics

They told us to fade to gray.
Honey… we chose Technicolor.
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Step right, head high, watch the classic walk by!
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Step right, head high, watch the classic walk by!
Silver at the temple, velvet on the sleeve,
I learned what to carry, I learned what to leave.
I don’t need a magazine to teach me how to glow
I was writing this rhythm a long time ago.
So turn up the bass, let the good years roll
You can buy the vintage, but you can’t buy the soul!
Can’t buy the soul!
I am the original design,
Cut from a cloth that outlasts time!
I’m not a throwback, I’m the main event
Every single wrinkle is time well spent.
Look at the runway, watch how I shine,
Darling, I am the original design!
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Clap, clap, head high!
I’m not the good old days, I’m the good right now!
I wore the heartbreak, I walked through the fire,
Now I’m dressed in the grace of my own desire.
They see the silver, they see the lines
But not the diamond that took years to mine.
Grey was just the primer, watch me lay the color on.
I stopped chasing young… and I finally found beautiful.
Turn up the bass, let the good years roll
You can buy the vintage, but you can’t buy the soul!
Can’t buy the soul!
I am the original design,
Cut from a cloth that outlasts time!
I’m not a throwback, I’m the main event
Every single wrinkle is time well spent.
Look at the runway, watch how I shine,
Darling, I am the original design!
Look at us, this isn’t fashion, this is survival.
They said the runway ends at thirty…
Baby, the runway’s wherever I walk.
And after all I’ve walked through
I don’t just walk. I glide.
And honey, that’s not age
That’s arrival!
I am the original design,
Cut from a cloth that outlasts time!
Hands up, chin high in the runway light
We didn’t come back, we never left the shine.
The best light walks in late, watch it shine,
Darling, I am the original design!
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Watch the original shine.
They see the diamond now… took years to mine.
Still got it.