The Lyrics - Bullet

I'm just a cool headed fool running wild eyed with the sun
I want to crawl through the folded coils of the human mind
Now in a world of marching soldiers who am I?
And if it comes to the gun only time never fades away

Three little colours
Lying in the gutter
With iron in the heart
Just waking from a dream
With the fear of a bullet
Cool 'til it finds a home

I'm just a cool headed fool running wild eyed with the sun
I want to crawl through the folded coils of the human mind
Now in a world of marching soldiers who am I?
And if it comes to the gun only time never fades away

Three little colours
Lying in the gutter
With iron in the heart
Just waking from a dream
With the fear of a bullet
Cool 'til it finds a home