[Verse 1]
Between the wire and the wall
My reflection splits in two
Mama's voice on answering machines
Papa's static coming through
Dancing between languages
Like a ghost caught in between
Half of me wants revolution
Half just wants to leave
[Chorus]
My skin is a checkpoint, my blood is contraband
No papers can prove which side I am
Cruzando fronteras inside my head
Living la vida of the walking dead
[Verse 2]
Mariachi meets the mosh pit
In the chaos of my veins
White-washed words stick in my throat
While Spanish burns with shame
Dad fought back that summer night
They dragged him through the mud
Now I wear his silence
Like a medal made of blood
[Chorus]
My skin is a checkpoint, my blood is contraband
No papers can prove which side I am
Cruzando fronteras inside my head
Living la vida of the walking dead
[Bridge]
Invisible in the daylight
A target in the dark
Playing cultural chameleon
Is tearing me apart
¿Quién soy? Who am I?
The question haunts my dreams
Stuck between two worlds
Nothing's what it seems
[Outro]
My skin is a checkpoint
(No soy de aquí, ni de allá)
My blood is contraband
(Entre dos mundos me quedé)
This border runs right through my soul
And I'm still trying to understand