Matador

I don't need no middle man. When will you understand?
Fear is like a noose around the heart of the average man
I'll just provide an image, of eminent destruction
Unless we terminate this interloping clown before us

Come on. Face me. Taste Me
You know I'll tweet it
If I speak it, you must think it, better believe it

Where are the matadors?
Wild bull's running this arena floor
Picadors scrambling. Crowd is covered in blood and gore

Where are the matadors?
Wild bull's running this arena floor
Picadors scrambling. Crowd is covered in blood and gore

I don't need to stoop to reason
Facts can't contend with with feelings
Judge my successes by the roar of the colosseum
They thought I had a plan but real progress seemed complicated
So I'll just stick with what I know and that is entertainment

Come on. Face me. Taste Me
You know I'll tweet it
If I speak it, you must think it, better believe it

Where are the matadors?
Wild bull's running this arena floor
Picadors scrambling. Crowd is covered in blood and gore

Where are the matadors?
Wild bull's running this arena floor
Picadors scrambling. Crowd is covered in blood and gore

I don't need no middle man. When will you understand?
Fear is like a noose around the heart of the average man
I'll just provide an image, of eminent destruction
Unless we terminate this interloping clown before us

Come on. Face me. Taste Me
You know I'll tweet it
If I speak it, you must think it, better believe it

Where are the matadors?
Wild bull's running this arena floor
Picadors scrambling. Crowd is covered in blood and gore

Where are the matadors?
Wild bull's running this arena floor
Picadors scrambling. Crowd is covered in blood and gore



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Writer(s): Woolly
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