Thrice Cold Cash, Colder Hearts (Live at the Apple Store) Lyrics

They are sick
They are poor
And they die by the thousands and we look away
They are wolves at the door
And theyâre not going to move us
Or get in our way
Cause we donât 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 weâd like to bear
They are living in sin
There are so many reasons for us not to care
But iâm feeling alright
Here at the top of the world
Doing just fine
Here at the top of the world
Weâve learned 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
And weâve learned what matters most
So we keep our hearts cold
They are no one
They are nowhere
They are not our problem
No one seeing
Non existant
If we keep our hearts
They are no one
They are nowhere