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