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Thrice lyrics : "Cold Cash And Colder Hearts"

They are sick, they are poorAnd they die by the thousands and we look awayThey are wolves at the doorAnd they're not gonna move us or get in our way'Cause we don't have the timeHere at the top of the worldFeeling alrightHere at the top of the worldWe hold our own by keeping our hearts coldDifferent god, darker skinThey are just not a burden that we'd like to bearThey are living in "sin"There are so many reasons for us not to careBut I'm feeling alrightHere at the top of the worldDoing just fineHere at the top of the worldWe've learned money matters mostSo we keep our cards held closeHere at the top of the worldWe hold our own by keeping our hearts coldAnd we've learned what matters mostSo we keep our hearts coldThey are no oneThey are no whereThey are not our problemNot worth savingNonexistent if we keep our hearts coldThey are no oneThey are no where

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