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.