Land of the free
Home of the brave
Color coded people
Everyone's a slave
Red white and blue
The land of free trade
We trade in our love
For walls built to hate
A boy sets out from his house in the ghetto
He goes to meet his friends in the suburb Sacramento
He gets to the suburb, feeling safe and sound
Til the man behind his back makes the gunshot sound
The man is white like the picket fence dream
The boy is black like a funeral scene
The clouds move to cover where the cameras all are missing
They're pointed to the wedding where celebrities are kissing
Later in the news the white man tv preaching
To the hollering reporters that the boy was overreaching
Boy shouldn't have gone to the suburbs in those clothes
Even if it's all he could afford, who is right? Maybe God knows
They hate you for your color
They hate you for your face
They love you for your money
But they hate you for your race
They hate you for your Jesus
They hate you for your mosque
They love you for your body
But hate you for the cross
Land of the free
Home of the brave
Color coded people
Everyone's a slave
Red white and blue
The land of free trade
We trade in our love
For walls built to hate
A boy sets out from his house in the city
He's headed to the theater with the girl he thinks is pretty
The feelings inside make his heartbeat pound
Until the man before the screen makes the gunshot sound
Flash goes the gun and splash go the hearts
The girl says a prayer before the killing spree starts
As the bullets fly random, boy jumps to save her life
But before he's even dead she knows she'll never be his wife
See his skin is colored yellow and her family's anti-Asian
They think freedom's gonna end through a Chinese world nation
Still they keep him close because his dad's a CEO
Now he's dying for this girl and his hands are growing cold
They hate you for your color
They hate you for your face
Love you for your money
But they hate you for your race
They'll hate you under Jesus
They'll hate you from a mosque
They'll love you for your body
Til' they hang you on a cross
Land of the free
Home of the brave
Color coded people
Everyone's a slave
Red white and blue
The land of free trade
We trade in our love
Feel like there's someone in the shadows
Pulling all our strings
Starting all our battles
And tearing all our seams
He's painting all us into place
Directing what we should do
He's using all our hatred
Playing us for fools
Land of the free
Home of the brave
Color coded people
Everybody's a slave
Red white and blue
The land of free trade
We trade in our love
For walls built to hate
Overlife - Color Coded Lyrics
Overlife - Color Coded Lyrics
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Land of the free
Home of the brave
Color coded people
Everyone's a slave
Red white and blue
The land of free trade
We trade in our love
For walls built to hate
A boy sets out from his house in the ghetto
He goes to meet his friends in the suburb Sacramento
He gets to the suburb, feeling safe and sound
Til the man behind his back makes the gunshot sound
The man is white like the picket fence dream
The boy is black like a funeral scene
The clouds move to cover where the cameras all are missing
They're pointed to the wedding where celebrities are kissing
Later in the news the white man tv preaching
To the hollering reporters that the boy was overreaching
Boy shouldn't have gone to the suburbs in those clothes
Even if it's all he could afford, who is right? Maybe God knows
They hate you for your color
They hate you for your face
They love you for your money
But they hate you for your race
They hate you for your Jesus
They hate you for your mosque
They love you for your body
But hate you for the cross
Land of the free
Home of the brave
Color coded people
Everyone's a slave
Red white and blue
The land of free trade
We trade in our love
For walls built to hate
A boy sets out from his house in the city
He's headed to the theater with the girl he thinks is pretty
The feelings inside make his heartbeat pound
Until the man before the screen makes the gunshot sound
Flash goes the gun and splash go the hearts
The girl says a prayer before the killing spree starts
As the bullets fly random, boy jumps to save her life
But before he's even dead she knows she'll never be his wife
See his skin is colored yellow and her family's anti-Asian
They think freedom's gonna end through a Chinese world nation
Still they keep him close because his dad's a CEO
Now he's dying for this girl and his hands are growing cold
They hate you for your color
They hate you for your face
Love you for your money
But they hate you for your race
They'll hate you under Jesus
They'll hate you from a mosque
They'll love you for your body
Til' they hang you on a cross
Land of the free
Home of the brave
Color coded people
Everyone's a slave
Red white and blue
The land of free trade
We trade in our love
Feel like there's someone in the shadows
Pulling all our strings
Starting all our battles
And tearing all our seams
He's painting all us into place
Directing what we should do
He's using all our hatred
Playing us for fools
Land of the free
Home of the brave
Color coded people
Everybody's a slave
Red white and blue
The land of free trade
We trade in our love
For walls built to hate
Home of the brave
Color coded people
Everyone's a slave
Red white and blue
The land of free trade
We trade in our love
For walls built to hate
A boy sets out from his house in the ghetto
He goes to meet his friends in the suburb Sacramento
He gets to the suburb, feeling safe and sound
Til the man behind his back makes the gunshot sound
The man is white like the picket fence dream
The boy is black like a funeral scene
The clouds move to cover where the cameras all are missing
They're pointed to the wedding where celebrities are kissing
Later in the news the white man tv preaching
To the hollering reporters that the boy was overreaching
Boy shouldn't have gone to the suburbs in those clothes
Even if it's all he could afford, who is right? Maybe God knows
They hate you for your color
They hate you for your face
They love you for your money
But they hate you for your race
They hate you for your Jesus
They hate you for your mosque
They love you for your body
But hate you for the cross
Land of the free
Home of the brave
Color coded people
Everyone's a slave
Red white and blue
The land of free trade
We trade in our love
For walls built to hate
A boy sets out from his house in the city
He's headed to the theater with the girl he thinks is pretty
The feelings inside make his heartbeat pound
Until the man before the screen makes the gunshot sound
Flash goes the gun and splash go the hearts
The girl says a prayer before the killing spree starts
As the bullets fly random, boy jumps to save her life
But before he's even dead she knows she'll never be his wife
See his skin is colored yellow and her family's anti-Asian
They think freedom's gonna end through a Chinese world nation
Still they keep him close because his dad's a CEO
Now he's dying for this girl and his hands are growing cold
They hate you for your color
They hate you for your face
Love you for your money
But they hate you for your race
They'll hate you under Jesus
They'll hate you from a mosque
They'll love you for your body
Til' they hang you on a cross
Land of the free
Home of the brave
Color coded people
Everyone's a slave
Red white and blue
The land of free trade
We trade in our love
Feel like there's someone in the shadows
Pulling all our strings
Starting all our battles
And tearing all our seams
He's painting all us into place
Directing what we should do
He's using all our hatred
Playing us for fools
Land of the free
Home of the brave
Color coded people
Everybody's a slave
Red white and blue
The land of free trade
We trade in our love
For walls built to hate
Writer: Adam Johnson, Ayodele Greenidge
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid