(~114 BPM industrial glam synthwave, stomping drums, distorted bass, male swagger verses, female spectral hooks, wet reverb and mirror-glitch textures.)
[Intro – Male, amused]
I said it was makeup.
I said it was paint.
I said I was leaving.
The mirror said wait.
[Verse 1 – Male]
Black around the eyes
from a job gone clean.
Little bit of shadow
from a borrowed screen.
Washed in the sink.
Scrubbed in the rain.
Still the mark stayed
like it knew my name.
[Female Response]
First it was a costume.
Then it was a sign.
Then it looked back
from the login line.
[Chorus – Both]
Mask won’t wash.
Mask won’t fade.
Every little trick
leaves a little shade.
Mask won’t wash.
Face won’t lie.
Dark around the eyes
where the trust went dry.
[Verse 2 – Male]
We wore it for the cameras.
We wore it for the joke.
We wore it through the firewall
before the firewall spoke.
No one saw the ritual.
No one saw the stain.
But every door remembered
who had touched the frame.
[Pre – Female]
Try the soap.
Try the flood.
Some marks sink
deeper than blood.
[Chorus – Both]
Mask won’t wash.
Mask won’t fade.
Every little trick
leaves a little shade.
Mask won’t wash.
Face won’t lie.
Dark around the eyes
where the trust went dry.
[Bridge – Deep Male]
A mask is not hiding.
A mask is a debt.
The first lie passed.
The face won’t forget.
[Female]
Look in glass.
Look away.
Still it knows
what you made.
[Drop – Group chant]
Can’t rinse it.
Can’t fix it.
Can’t lose it.
Can’t quit it.
[Final Chorus – Both]
Mask won’t wash.
Mask won’t fade.
Every little trick
leaves a little shade.
Mask won’t wash.
Face won’t lie.
Dark around the eyes
where the old rules died.
[Outro – Female whisper]
Who marked you?
[Male whisper]
The door I opened.
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