Matador Lyrics

I'll have to wait til' the matador comes down

My stomach's sinking

I must play to the crowd in the stadium

Future is charging now

I prepare my flag and

Hope to see another day to fight for my life again

Someone do something about it

Let me out of the ring

Let me collapse with nothing to do

Live my life with nothing to prove

It's not ideal, but what is?

I'd rather not live on the cusp of fight and flight, day and night

For the rest of my life

So here he comes, this matador with his sword

As my stomach's sunken

Filling me with fear and hope and doubt, soon there will be time to lie down

Soon this bull will meet its end

Though I could not hope to do it

With my hands, barely strong enough to keep the cloth from slippin'

Someone do something about it

Let me out of the ring

Let me collapse with nothing to do

Live life with nothing to prove

It's not ideal, but what is?

I'd rather not live on the cusp of fight and flight, day and night

For the rest of my life

Doubt rains, pooling in my head

A slip here is the end

Keep my feelings gray so not to think about it

My red flag waves

The matador is coming soon and it will be the end for you

So entranced by the dance we are

Til' we see the gored and trampled from before

Life intends to make an example

And she must prepare his sword

Yeah, he must prepare his sword

He must prepare his sword

Oh, he must prepare his sword

His sword

Oh, he, oh, he

Oh, he, oh, he

Yeah, must prepare his sword

Oh, he must prepare his sword

His sword

Oh, he, oh, he

Oh, he, oh, he

Oh, he, oh, he