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Borders Lyrics - Transistor - 311

There are days I want to leave L.A. 

I want to break out the maze 

Escape the dark haze these days 

So many kids, I know your feelin' crazed 

 

Crave materials thangs and makin' slave wages 

Baggy pockets only got laundry fluff 

Livin' where rich people always buyin' some stuff 

So you try to act tough and hide what's inside 

 

Hold your head high, gettin' fucked up and throwin' dice 

As bad as yours and bad enough, I'm sure 

My heart wants to love, but must navigate through war 

'Cause seein' 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 actin' fake can't see the omens 

Wake up yourself â??cause change is comin' 

There's a land by the sand, grab the money Hollywood is such a place, fuelin' the frenzy 

 

And everybody starts to peep around corners 

Before they take their next step, they know their borders 

 

In this $19.98 plus shipping and handling type netherworld 

Every time merchandise dips in our coffers 

We buy that, imagine that cost of livin', uh huh 

The fakest shit and act cool, our friends are watchin' 

 

Attention shoppers: check the selection in your reflection 

Don't you feel so good does it enhance your fresh complexion 

 

[Repeat: x2] 

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 actin' fake can't see the omens 

Wake up yourself â??cause change is comin' 

 

There's a land by the sand, grab the money Hollywood is such a place, fuelin' the frenzy 

And everybody starts to peep around corners Before they take their next step, 

They know their borders 

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