Papa Video (MV)

Mama's cooking in the kitchen
Fleeting tears blink and you'd miss them
She's been crying from the guilt
Papa raised his voice again
Sent the kids outside with friends
Not to strip them of the hero he has built
Kids dinner's ready, wake up pa
He fell asleep on the sofa
He's been there since half past noon
Down the stairs the TV's blaring
Papa's still, wide eyed, and staring
Arm is laced up like a shoe
And his lips are turning blue
What do we know about a life
It's hard to see when we're outside
We're all the same we blame the game
And hide out shame inside
It's hard to know when we're outside
Everyone shows up dressed in black
Console the smile that she holds back
She cries tears like Crocodiles
And the kids sit in the front row
Mama's reading off her last notes
Tell the how much mama loves you
But never what she had to do
What do we know about a life
It's hard to see when we're outside
We're all the same we blame the game
And hide out shame inside
It's hard to know when we're outside
They think he died of opioids
Now look at her she's overjoyed
Will we ever know
The full extent of her plans
And even if we did
Could we even comprehend
What people do
When they hide behind their brand
Do you know about a life
It's hard to see when we're outside
We're all the same we blame the game
And hide out shame inside
It's hard to know when we're outside
We're all the same we blame the game
And hide out shame inside
It's hard to know when we're outside