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Scalawag - Made Of

The debut performance of 'Made Of' by Scalawag Made Of is a song that came directly out of the struggles of claiming identity. Whether it's sexuality, gender expression, introvertedness or anything else tied to who we are, and how we identify to the world, there is often internalized shame that comes with it, instilled by history, society, or personal experience. Please know that whoever you are, or choose to be, 'there's nothing to be ashamed of, we're just being what we're made of' Filmed by Jayka Mayne on Lheḵw'lhúḵw'ay̓tn (Burnaby Mountain), traditional, unceded territories of the xʷməθkʷəy̓əm (Musqueam), Sḵwx̱wú7mesh (Squamish), Sel̓íl̓witulh (Tsleil-Waututh), and kwikwəƛ̓ əm (Kwikwetlem) If you like what you hear, please like, subscribe, and most importantly, Share! https://www.thescalawagmusic.com/ https://open.spotify.com/artist/4tLTj...   / thescalawag     / thescalawagmusic   Lyrics: The secrets we tell each other, they come out one at a time as they fall On deaf ears at quiet times alone while we rehearse them in the mirror Waiting for the time to be right When we know the strength inside will match the strength we show But it's hard enough to face the face who's always staring back But there's nothing to be ashamed of We're just being what we're made of And it comes out in the quiet Between the times we speak Between the times we think we know we're right and between the times we're weak We're constantly checking if what we're about to say Is really what it's worth Is it our two cents, or is it nonsense all these things that we've unearthed But they've come from inside us and we can no longer hide this It's bursting at our seams cause our dreams, they've confided in us But there's nothing to be ashamed of We're just being what we're made of And it comes out in the quiet Between the times we speak Between the times we think we know we're right and between the times we're weak weak The drain drips away as I float off into the recesses of my brain Searching for the last part of me that might still be the same As I'm thinking of you, and what we might have to go through I come back down, and I almost drown, and that's what you come home to But there's nothing to be ashamed of We're just being what we're made of And it comes out in the quiet Between the times we speak Between the times we think we know we're right and between the times we're weak