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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
President’s insulting presidents
Talking tough on every screen
Throwing words like broken bottles
Kids are cutting on the scene
Scroll is shaking
Hands are shaking
Uncle yells at family
All that heat from all that hating
Burns the house we’re trying to keep
[Pre-Chorus]
But when I’m standing in the hallway
Next to strangers I just met
I see one thing in the x-ray
That we always forget
[Chorus]
Bones are white and blood is red
Same ribs over the same soft breath
Every heartbeat sounds like mine
Under every skin and every side
Bones are white and blood is red
That’s the only color in my head
When it comes to any other human
Eyes need to see beyond the hue
Man
[Verse 2]
Talking heads keep drawing borders
On a map that’s in our minds
Turn us into different orders
Sell us fear in little lines
But at midnight in the ER
Nobody checks your flag or faith
Just a hand that holds another
Just a life they try to save
[Pre-Chorus]
So if you’re standing in the doorway
Choosing who is “them” or “us”
Take a second
Think in x-rays
Strip it down to flesh and trust
[Chorus]
Bones are white and blood is red
Same ribs over the same soft breath
Every heartbeat sounds like mine
Under every skin and every side
Bones are white and blood is red
That’s the only color in my head
When it comes to any other human
Eyes need to see beyond the hue
Man (yeah)
[Bridge]
What if the border is just our fear
What if the enemy’s in this mirror
What if the question is always “we”
What if your pain is also me
[Chorus]
Bones are white and blood is red
Same ribs over the same soft breath
Every heartbeat sounds like mine
Under every skin and every side
Bones are white and blood is red
That’s the only color in my head
When it comes to any other human
Eyes need to see beyond the
Eyes need to see beyond the
Eyes need to see beyond the skin
Details
GeneratedFeb 9, 2026
Duration3:34
LanguageEnglish
Style
Modern roots-pop with male vocals; steady mid-tempo groove built on warm acoustic guitar, soft organ pads, and earthy kick-snare. Verses stay intimate and spoken-sung, pre-chorus tightens with rising toms; chorus blooms with stacked harmonies and a singalong hook. Subtle gospel-style choir enters in last chorus for uplift, bass glues everything with a round, supportive tone.
Credits
Prompt by
AnthonyBlackmon
AnthonyBlackmonModelAria v5
Prompt
President’s insulting presidents maybe the cause ☹️hate breeds division , bones are white and blood is red only colors that matter to me when it comes to any other human eyes need to see beyond the
