Bullet - Supergrass

I’m just a cool handed fool gonna ride it out with the sun

Now I’m to crawl through the fold and the curls of the human mind

'Cuz I’m in a world of marching soldiers and who am I?

Bullet for guns through the door and retires and it fades away

With three little colors lying in the gutter

They’re lying in the heart

They’re still aching from a dream

Bu' the feel of a bullet cold until it finds the hole, hey

I’m just a cool handed fool gonna ride it out with the sun

Now I’m to crawl through the fold and the curls of the human mind

An' I’m in a world of marching soldiers and who am I?

The bullet for guns through the door and retires and it fades away

'Cuz I’m in a world of marching soldiers and who am I?

Bullet for guns through the door and retires and it fades away