Lyrics: Cold Cash And Colder Hearts
Album: The Artist In The Ambulance
Artist: Thrice
 

they are sick, they are poor
and they die by the thousands and we look away
they are wolves at the door
they are not going to move us or get in our way
cause we don’t have the time
here at the top of the world
yeah we’re doing just fine
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”
just throw out any reason for us not to care

cause we’re feeling all right
here at the top of the world
yeah we’re doing just fine
here at the top of the world

we’ve learned that money matters most
so we keep our cards held close
here at the top of the world

we hold our own by keeping our hearts cold
we learned what matters most so we keep our hearts cold
they are no one
they are no where
they are not our problem
not worth saving
nonexistent if we keep our hearts cold

they are no one
they are no where