Thrice - “Cold Cash and Colder Hearts”

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Lyrics -
They are sick, they are poor
And they die by the thousands as we look away
They are wolves at the door
And they're not gonna move us or get in our way
'Cause we don't have the time here at the top of the world
Feeling alright, here at the top of the world
We hold our own by keeping our hearts cold
Different god, darker skin
They are just not a burden that we'd like to bear
They are living in "sin"
There are so many reasons for us not to care
But I'm feeling alright, here at the top of the world
Doing just fine, here at the top of the world
We've learned money matters most
So we keep our cards held close
And we've learned what matters most
They are no one, they are nowhere
They are not our problem, not worth saving
Nonexistent, if we keep our hearts cold

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