Another day

Its you and your dad

At the dinner table

He’s sharing stories

Of when he was younger

You figure out that

You’re much like him

Raised entirely so different

But you’re much like him

And he wakes up everyday to the same routine

Buys a bag of rolls for her and sips on his caffeine

Wondering if today’s the day they caught him slipping up

If this is the price he pays for taking care of us

Don’t open that door

You don’t want to know

Whose on the other side

Hey, Dad

Hey, Dad

Hey, Dad

Hey, Dad

What you gonna do tomorrow? X4

(Im gonna lose track, of everything you’ve ever done)

Texting you everyday to get a fucking job

He’s worried about his wife,

At any second she could drop

She can barely stand on her feet

But everyday she wakes up

So that the rest of the family could eat

You gotta do what you can to be a better man

You got the papers that tell them that your not from their land

You only borrow their faces, embrace their language, in case if another human from Chalatelango tried to communicate

Don’t open that door

you don’t want to know

Whose on the other side

Hey, Dad

Hey, Dad

Hey, Dad

Hey, Dad

What you gonna do tomorrow? X4

(Im gonna bring back, of everything you’ve ever done)