Guest
Directed and produced by Papertank Productions. LYRICS: Sally, I got heavy dreams. You gotta help me find out what it means to be the runner I have been, only because the bull is chasing me thin, oh until I give in. Until I give in. Peel off the lethargy. Ever bent on how I used to be a little rabbit in the room. Now that I have the gun I'm coming for you. Nothing you can do. Nothing you can do. Cause you don't run this show anymore. I got nothing to be sorry for. Lately I'm the bull and you're matado-o-o-or. Matado-o-o-or. Tell me, are you so surprised? If you don't like me now then cover your eyes. So what if I miss a lot. I got a thicker skin now, ready or not. Show me what you got. Show me what you got. Cause you don't run this show anymore. I got nothing to be sorry for. Lately I'm the bull and you're matado-o-o-or. Matado-o-o-or.
