[Verse 1]
Catchy, they march in line
Sharp crease, pocket full of shine
Put on uniforms after taking an oath
Polished shoes, a hand on both
Gun on the hip, badge on the chest
Say they protect, say they know best
But when the sirens spin around
I see who gets lifted off the ground
[Pre-Chorus]
Called to the scene, they lean and stare
One color first, then money there
Who gets heard? Who gets told?
Who gets pushed to the cold?
[Chorus]
Colour of your skin
Colour of your skin
Then money wins
Then money wins
[Verse 2]
Names get small when the boots hit fast
Questions vanish in the window glass
A mother cries, a son looks down
Same old script in a same old town
They call it order, call it law
But I see bias in the way they draw
Blue on blue when the light goes red
Truth gets buried in the words they said
[Pre-Chorus]
Called to the scene, they lean and stare
One color first, then money there
Who gets heard? Who gets told?
Who gets pushed to the cold?
[Chorus]
Colour of your skin
Colour of your skin
Then money wins
Then money wins
[Bridge]
Turn that gaze around
Let the quiet crowd speak loud
If justice wears a crown
Why does it look down?
[Chorus]
Colour of your skin
Colour of your skin
Then money wins
Then money wins
Colour of your skin
Colour of your skin
We see it in
We see it in