Chameleon

Changing color, back to clean
Surface is not what it seems
Dirty is not what you say
More in thoughts you can't convey

I can beat you in one move, remove your power
I still always feel surprised

Why don't you believe me? (I always do)
Believe me?
Believe me?

Changing color can expose former safety that you chose
Open is not in the clear, more in letting someone near

I can beat you in one move, remove your power
I still always feel surprised

Why don't you believe me? (I always do)
Believe me?
Believe me?
Why don't you believe me? (I always do)
Believe me?
Believe me?

Don't trust color, it's not real
Don't trust something you can't feel
Don't trust color, it's not real
Don't trust something you can't feel
Don't trust color, it's not real
Don't trust something you can't feel
Don't trust color, it's not real
Don't trust something you can't feel