Brownmix from Tuarima by Piripi Whaanga Whanau

“I’m brown inside, keeping no profile. I’m brown inside, when the light’s turned on.

Lit out when I could be sure, a home away and so much more. A sea that crept upon two shores, into my skin, under my door.

Drowning inside, feed me through that Cazna straw, don’t go poking inside, don’t feed me no more
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Brown inside keeping no profile
brown inside when the light's turned on

There’s a choker inside, never gets out to play. Was a smoker inside, stubbed em out on the way

I'm brown inside keeping no profile
brown inside when the light's turned on

Drink deep the loving cup, half empty half filled up. And understand your mum and dad, half ‘n half, a black and tan.

Ma tatau tatou e tatau, we will count ourselves. (Repeat)

Brown inside, oozing out of my kids. No getting offside, of the family skin.”

brown inside keeping no profile
brown inside when the light's turned on

• Alternative
• Indigenous roots
• Maori
• acoustic guitar
• multicultural
• te reo maori
• New Zealand