You're so degraded, you're so alone Nothing can save you, not even the phone This is the capital of Bad luck and dope Breaking a piece of you is Your only hope Nobody loves you but Jesus and me I've got my reasons... You're so corrupted, you're so extreme God and the angels are out of your dream This is the century of You don't believe In anything but what's up your sleeve So what's up your sleeve? Nobody loves you but Jesus and me I've got my reasons so does he I want your money but he wants your soul This is the world If you want the world I said I loved you, and it was true Nobody knows that better than you I'm not political, I do what I should I don't mean any harm but I mean no good Nobody loves you but Jesus and me I've got my reasons He wants your mystery but I want control This is the world If you want the world