This World

I got bullets in my brain
Tell me what I want
Chitty chatty lies
Stories passing by
Although I win most of things
I lose and fail miserably
Organizing myself
Tell me how hard it is
Tell me what I want
In this world
Tell me what it is
With this world
Tell me what I get
On a grey day
A grey day
I got a whole lot of money
For acting quite stupid
My words and moves
All in one a mess
And if I come to rescue you
Would you rescue me back
And if I kissed you
Would you leave me by your door till dawn
Tell me what I want in this world
In this world
Tell me what it is
With this world
Tell me what I get on a grey day
A grey day
Tell me what I get on a grey day
A grey day
Tell me what I want
In this world
In this world