Also known as suppertime
(2014)
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés
I’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
¿Te fue mal el día? Me va mal también a mi Dos vidas entretejidas Irrevocablemente Te cargo a ti encima
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling
The more you treat me like a nag The more I become one I’m sorry if I micromanage Your clean clothes Your hot meals
This world is covered in bias It’s all over you It’s all over me too This world is covered in bias It shades our words
No hay nada más sincero Que un regalo Inesperado Una carta Un chocolate
My heart breaks A little each day For problems I can’t solve For things I can’t change All I can do is pray
Filler words Put me to sleep Added to cushion Take away my pillow Blunt words to wake up
Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never