(Intro)
(Whispered): Salty...
(Ad-lib): (It's just... salty...)
(Verse 1)
I hear the echoes of a rhythm I should know
(Ad-lib: I should know...)
A language on the wind, a place I couldn't go
I smell the sofrito, I hear the clave beat
(Ad-lib: C'mon...)
A phantom family, a dance I can't repeat
You kept the food, the values, the fire in the blood
You left me on the outside, lookin' for the flood
Of history you held back, the person I could be
(Ad-lib: You kept the Latina...)
You didn't keep me.
(Ad-lib: Ugh...)
(Chorus)
And all I got from you was Salty
(Ad-lib: Nothin' but salty...)
The taste of the tears you made me cry
You kept the sazón and the spice
Left me with a different kind of Salty
(Ad-lib: So salty...)
The sting in the wound you left behind
I'm missing the flavor of my own life
It's just... salty.
(Verse 2 - Corrected)
My Abuela... she was a wise one
(Ad-lib: Yeah, an old wise woman...)
Loved her cooking, gave the people readings
(Ad-lib: Practiced Santería... mhm)
And you... you sent her money, you paid her bills
You were the "good daughter," on the top of the hill
(Ad-lib: That's loyalty... right?)
You were present for her, you knew what duty was worth
But you neglected me, right on your own earth.
(Ad-lib: Tell me...)
How could you be a daughter, but fail to be a mom?
(Ad-lib: How could you?)
You let them take me... you just let them come.
(Chorus)
And all I got from you was Salty
(Ad-lib: Nothin' but salty...)
The taste of the tears you made me cry
You kept the sazón and the spice
Left me with a different kind of Salty
(Ad-lib: So salty...)
The sting in the wound you left behind
I'm missing the flavor of my own life
It's just... salty.
(Bridge)
This is the drama, this is the toll...
My uncle's on drugs, he lost his own soul...
(Ad-lib: God...)
My sister, my blood... laid down with my husband...
(Ad-lib: Ugh, the betrayal...)
My cousin did the same, no trust in this family...
(Ad-lib: No trust, no trust...)
A big family, torn apart in America
Just generations of pain and hysteria
(Ad-lib: It's just a cycle!)
You left me with the trauma
And you kept the tradition
You left me with the salt
And you kept the sazón.
(Chorus / Outro)
And all I got from you was Salty!
(Ad-lib: Nothin' but salty!)
The taste of the tears you made me cry
You kept the sazón and the spice
Left me with a different kind of Salty!
(Ad-lib: So salty, so salty...)
The sting in the wound you left behind
I'm missing the flavor of my own life
It's just... salty.
(Whispered):
The spice I'll never taste...
The tears I can't erase...
Salty.
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