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They are sick, they are poor |
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And they die by the thousands and we look away |
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They are wolves at the door |
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And their not gonna move us, or get in our way' |
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Cause we don't have the time, here at the top of the world |
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Feeling alright, here at the top of the world |
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We hold our own, by keeping our hearts cold |
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Different god, darker skin |
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They are just not burden that we'd like to bear |
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They are living in sin |
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There are so many reasons for us not to care |
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But I'm feeling alright here at the top of the world |
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Doing just fine, here at the top of the world |
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We've learned, money matters most |
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So we keep our cards held close, here at the top of the world |
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We hold our own, like keeping our hearts cold |
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We've learned what matters most |
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So we keep our hearts cold, they are no one, they are nowhere |
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They are not our problems now we're seeing none existing |
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If we keep our hearts cold, they are no one, they are nowhere |
