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Thrice - The Artist in the Ambulance - Cold Cash and Colder Hearts
The Artist in the Ambulance
01. Cold Cash and Colder Hearts
02. Under a Killing Moon
03. All That’s Left
04. Silhouette
05. Stare at the Sun
06. Paper Tigers
07. Hoods on Peregrine
08. The Melting Point of Wax
09. Blood Clots and Black Holes
10. The Artist in the Ambulance
11. The Abolition of Man
12. Don’t Tell and We Won’t Ask
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 going to move us or get in our way
Cause we don't have the time
Here at the top of the world

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
There are so many reason 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 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