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,
Can't 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
Couldn't it be? I wasn't cryin' Before he died,
He died so young
And I can't see you anymore,
'Cause there's no answers here,
There's no feeling

People All us fucked-up people,
Can't 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
Couldn't it be? You gave it up,
You lost your reason You never saw
You are unique You spread your wings
And cut 'em off You're 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 You're only hurting
That's just like me
That's just like me
That's just like me
I had this dream of love and colors