TIGER
from the album Shot To Pieces
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CREDITS
Producer: Krokodyl
Concept: Wojciech M
Director: Wojciech M
DOP: Kacper Juszczyk
Creative Producer: Kuba Szkudlarek
Production Manager: Tomasz Blumental
Production Assistant: Alicja Bloch
Gaffer: Olek Piekarz
Scenogpraphy / Set Design: Kuba Szkudlarek, Olek Piekarz
Makeup: Kalina Stachera
Hair: Sandra Kmieć
Makeup / Hair Assistant: Alicja Bloch
Costumes: Martyna Konieczny
Choreography: Michał Strugarek
Edit: Julia Polkowska
Color grading: Kacper Juszczyk

CAST:
MIN t


LYRICS:
My mama told me: just be a tiger
Just rip and tear their flesh and fibre
My papa told me: sharpen your claws
Dont keep them hidden in your paws

Oh, sweet child
My mama cried
You sing so low
And soft as snow
You hurt with doubt
My mama feared
Oh, how can I release you from me?

The world out there is full of prey
You are a beast
You shouldnt stray
Far from your fate
So different from theirs
Oh sweet child

Shes a useless little creature.
Little whipping might just teach her
My mama told me: just be a tiger,
Just rip and tear their flesh and fibre
My papa told me: sharpen your claws
Dont keep them hidden in your paws

I wore a cloak
In which I could hide
I sought the shade
Away from the gaze
Of my own kin
So full of distaste
Oh, how can I
Leave this place?

My mama told me: just be a tiger
Just rip and tear their flesh and fibre
My papa told me: sharpen your claws
Dont keep them hidden in your paws

Then came a day
I felt the tide
That cleared the way
Toughened my hide
Electric force
That stilled my heart
And stretched my legs
For the wicked path

The world out there is full of prey
I am a beast
Who likes to play
I spare you from
The struggle of life
Salvation from
Its bittersweet strife

I often hear
My mamas words
They burnt a mark
Right on my heart
My papas voice
Still in my head
His teachings wont
Fade till Im dead

Shes a useless little creature
Little whipping might just teach her

Sometimes I think
I was reborn
The day when tides started the storm
I like to dream
I disobey
But they creep in
And change my ways

My mama told me: just be a tiger
Just rip and tear their flesh and fibre
My papa told me: sharpen your claws
Dont keep them hidden in your paws