Dead Matador Songtext
von Teresa Banks

WHEN WILL YOU FUCKERS OPEN YOUR EYES?

Instrumental

Take a second
To consider how important is their life
Our actions
Cause reactions, if we don′t stand idle by


No, no progress
If we keep repeating our history
Blood, paint us blood red
Like the matador that's gored until is dead

WE CAN NOT CHOOSE
WHOSE LIVES WE USE

For our personal gain

WE CAN NOT CHOOSE
WHOSE LIVES WE USE

For us to entertain


NOW STOP LOOKING FROM THE OUTSIDE!
NOW STOP LOOKING FROM THE OUTSIDE!
NOW STOP LOOKING FROM THE OUTSIDE!
NOW STOP LOOKING FROM THE OUTSIDE!