Cold Cash, Colder Hearts - Thrice

And they die by the thousands and 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