作词 : Nak 作曲 : Sam Ock She told me, "How could you say you're Filipino if you don't speak Tagalog? You're a disgrace" Since then, I never quite felt Filipino But at the same time, I never felt fully American (It's in the words I never say) But I know who I am Dear Tita Let's open discussion We approaching the truth and we all hoping to touch it Been a long time coming 'cause I'm concerned we got separated Diverging won't get us any closer to summit I remember that chilly night back in Chino You told me I'm disgracing us Filipinos 'Cause I was never taught, couldn't speak Tagalog Though we share the same blood, Rizal, Aguinaldo God knows I try to beat the anguish Feeling like I can't love the motherland if I don't speak the language Never thought I'd be hated on by my own people This American dream, this freaking whole sequel What's a blossom when all the roots are ashamed of it? I'm hardly processing what the nature is Though I didn't learn the language of our home I'll love it with the language that I know This is all I know (Tita) Though the islands assemble as a whole shun me I never felt I'm accepted up in my own country Even my label of "Asian" often brought into question I feel a harder disconnection when talking complexion Why you pointing fingers? You can't grasp what's happening while avoiding splinters Similarity can trick, you better know the difference Of no identity and no identity I take history to support the inference Lapu-Lapu propaganda movement Revolution, Bonifacio, the Katipunan I'm the proudest descendant of every insurrection You won't see me defensive, I won't live to tell it I was built for resisting all of your vain oppression I am not coexisting with all your plain rejection I'm no less than the very thing you claim to be My identity's something you'll never take from me Dear Tita I wanna think that it's deeper than words I didn't learn Maybe all of it's swelling up from a deeper hurt Maybe all the betrayal we suffered ain't addressed Maybe grudges ain't laid to rest You can't throw mud upon another not making a mess I wanna fight back, but I'm saving my breath I checked vast ocean, we crossed them, now out to wander 'Cause the cause of it probably is lost in the water Maybe it's sleeping, creeping in the deep end Or maybe our story just isn't complete yet Whatever it is, maybe finding the problem Ain't as vital as finding God trying to solve 'em So I will keep the repercussions Stay awake, no one sleep, the Reaper cousin The seat I clutch is a destiny that I can't retreat from That'll blossom, I promise, I'm talking sampaguita (Ooh, ooh, ooh) It's in the words I never say Love never needed translation It's in the words I never say (Ooh, ooh, ooh) It's in the words I never say (Ooh, ooh, ooh) It's in the words I never say Maybe discovering who we are is accepting destiny While admitting to not knowing where we're going Direction is just as important as destination Maybe identity is bigger than past, present, or future Maybe it's all three together But I hope this letter finds you well And P.S., maybe our story is still being written