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Borders

 

Borders

(album: Transistor - 1997)


There are days I wanna leave LA
I wanna break out the maze
Escape the dark haze these days
So many kids I know your feeling crazed
Crave material thangs and making slave wages
Baggy pockets only got laundry fluff
While living where rich people always buying some stuff
So you try to act tough and hide what's inside
Hold your head high getting fucked up and rolling dice
As bad as yours and bad enough I'm sure
My heart wants to love but must navigate through war
'Cause seeing that we're wired to short circuit
Must mean the meek who will inherit, the earth already work it

There's a land by the sand, grab the money
Plastic, the life end of the century
People acting fake can't see the omens
Wake up yourself 'cause change is coming
There's a land by the sand, grab the money
Hollywood is such a place fueling the frenzy
And everybody starts to peep around the corners
Before they take their next step they know their borders

In this $19.98 plus shipping and handling type nether
World every time merchandise dips in out coffers
We buy the image that cost of living uh huh
The fakest shit and act cool our friends are watching
Attention shoppers, check the selection in your reflection
Don't you feel good, does it enhance your fresh complexion?
You gotta have it, you got gots to have it, what
You gotta have it, you got gots to have it
As the world turns and all the money we burn
On the bullshit to make us happy, sometimes we never learn
That we're self-centered we think we're better
We look down as a people upon our elders

There's a land by the sand, grab the money
Now let go of it 'cause it's dissolving
It created all your fears and kept you hustling
Made you sever all the ties to your family

There's a land by the sand, grab the money
Plastic, the life end of the century
People acting fake can't see the omens
Wake up yourself 'cause change is coming
There's a land by the sand, grab the money
Hollywood is such a place fueling the frenzy
And everybody starts to peep around the corners
Before they take their next step they know their borders

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