People. all us fucked-up people,
What are we gonna do
With ourselves
And our addictions
And our desire to kill each other?
And special things, your own dreams?

People. all us fucked-up people,
Cant we see behind the pain of losing?
I had a dream of love and colors,
And all the while it seemed real,
And in this dream, we were unique.
Couldnt it be? I wasnt cryin before he died,
He died so young
And I cant see you anymore,
cause theres no answers here,
Theres no feeling.

People. all us fucked-up people,
Cant we see beyond the pain of losing one another?
I had this dream of trust and beauty,
And all the while, it seemed real,
And in this dream, we were not fighting.
Couldnt it be? you gave it up,
You lost your reason. you never saw
You are unique. you spread your wings
And cut em off. youre only hurting.

People, all our fucked-up smiles
We quit dreaming long ago and our
Distrust and our addictions and our desire
To kill each other makes all the sense in the world
You just fucked up for a moment. youre only hurting
Thats just like me
Thats just like me
Thats just like me
I had this dream of love and colors.