Colour Coding
Dappled Cities Lyrics


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Being so guilty the teachings of Mr Nice
Seemed a digital incarnation of a life
And empty house dug foot holes ascending up my spine

But in your house
We gave our fantasies
Exchanged for currency
A valid colour code to blanket our natural feelings

I was the only man to return alive

Because in your house we gave our colour codes
Exchanged for clouded oaths
That made me feel at ease without giving up an apology





Did you ever try to find your colour code?
Did you ever try...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Dappled Cities's song Colour Coding seem to be exploring the idea of conformity and how it affects people's individuality. The first few lines talk about feeling guilty for following the teachings of someone who is "nice," which could represent societal expectations or pressure to conform to certain ideals. The mention of a "digital incarnation" could signify how people try to present themselves as perfect online instead of embracing their flaws in real life. The line "an empty house dug foot holes ascending up my spine" paints a vivid image of the weight of this conformity physically weighing down on someone.


However, the chorus introduces a new element to the song: the idea of a "colour code." This could symbolize the different ways people try to fit in, whether it be through dressing a certain way or adopting a particular personality. The exchange of this "valid colour code" for currency represents the idea that people are willing to give up their true selves to gain social standing or acceptance. The line "that made me feel at ease without giving up an apology" suggests that while conforming may make us feel more comfortable, we may also feel like we're betraying ourselves in the process. The final lines of the song pose a question to the listener, asking if they've ever tried to find their own "colour code" and be true to themselves.


Line by Line Meaning

Being so guilty the teachings of Mr Nice
Feeling guilty for following the teachings of Mr. Nice


Seemed a digital incarnation of a life
Seemed like a virtual representation of life


And empty house dug foot holes ascending up my spine
Feeling empty and restless, as if holes were being dug up one's spine


But in your house
However, in the other person's house


We gave our fantasies
We shared our deepest desires and dreams


Exchanged for currency
Traded them for money or material possessions


A valid colour code to blanket our natural feelings
A way to hide and suppress our true emotions with a socially acceptable facade


I was the only man to return alive
Referring to the artist as the only one who managed to keep their true self intact


Because in your house we gave our colour codes
Attributing the ability to keep one's true self to being in the other person's presence


Exchanged for clouded oaths
Traded for empty promises and false loyalty


That made me feel at ease without giving up an apology
Providing a false sense of security without having to apologize for suppressing one's true self


Did you ever try to find your colour code?
Asking if the listener has ever tried to hide their true self behind a facade


Did you ever try...
Continuing the question from the previous line




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@robertmclean5356

Pretty sure this was first pulled out at the Annandale late 2000s? Love it.

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