Identity

Malena Zavala

Compositor: Malena Zavala

No place holds my heart
A wondering collector
For reasons I can't explain
I was just born this way

It's inconspicuous
It's everything I know
It's everything I don't know
I'm sure there's more of me out there

Everywhere I go, I take a little bit along with me
And then I realise I'm from nowhere specifically
The way I look doesn't mean I belong to one country
When you accept that, you feel freedom in identity

I'll try to conform to
La cultura facil
I was born in another land
And brought to another land

I know it's not enough
I will be better next time around
Living a double life
I know my brothers have felt the same

Everywhere I go, I take a little bit along with me
And then I realise I'm from nowhere specifically
The way I look doesn't mean I belong to one country
When you accept that, you feel freedom in identity

Everywhere I go, I take a little bit along with me
And then I realise I'm from nowhere specifically
The way I look doesn't mean I belong to one country
When you accept that, you feel freedom in identity