[Cold Open - clipped stacked vocals] Blue thread on a black coat Pink caught in the sink Platinum on the helmet Magenta at the seam No one saw me changing Still the colors followed me [Verse A] Lace glue drying by the mirror Wig cap folded out of sight A phrase I used beneath the violet Slipped out in the hallway light Same two fingers near my mouth Same head tilt when I lie I keep the women separate But my body does not know why [Chorus] Synthetic strands, tiny evidence Every color I conceal comes home with me again I can clean the glass, rehearse the alibi But the woman in the hallway moves exactly like the one online Synthetic strands, soft enough to miss Sharp enough to pull the whole disguise apart like this One bright fiber, one familiar phrase How many little accidents before you say my name? [Color Sequence - quick rhythmic melody] Electric Violet by the lift Candy Static on my wrist Frostbite glitter at the door Afterglow across the floor Four bright lies One pair of eyes Every color points to mine [Verse B] The adhesive scent still lingering A silver strand against the chair The way I touch the lower mask Then reach for nothing when it is not there You watched me for a second longer When I used the line from last night I laughed the way that Vesper does And saw suspicion catch the light [Evidence Loop] I change the wig I change the room I change the hour I change the mood But every version leaves behind A piece of her attached to mine [Bridge - sparse piano and cello] Part of me should burn the boxes Strip the studio bare Throw away the colored evidence And teach my hands another way to move Part of me keeps missing one A bright thread where you might see Because being found could ruin everything And hiding is ruining me [Final Chorus] Synthetic strands, tiny evidence Every color I conceal keeps telling you again I can lock the door, perfect the alibi But the woman in the hallway has Vesper in her eyes Synthetic strands gathered at the seams The closer that you get to Zen, the more you recognize the dream One bright fiber, one repeated phrase How many little accidents before you know my name? [Outro Tag] Blue, pink, silver, violet Pieces of the lie I could not hide Synthetic strands Leading from the mask To me
