Lyrics
BORDERLINE
Music & Lyrics by Chris Martin
Eighth grade,
seemed like such an overbearing chalange of faith.
High school,
just couldn't keep me down, I had to get away.
Borderline,
Between a bum with no direction and an artist with no sense of time.
I grabbed the reigns,
and took control of the carriage, a move that saved from pain.
Chorus:
Everything adds up in the end.
Don't seek opinions, no there just relative.
Everything will add up in the end.
Because the King has left his court, and the Jesters moving in.
I like to dream about my future.
I like to put my past away.
I can only make a living doing what I love,
I'll probably only make minimum wage.
I procrastinate with a workload.
I never give up a chance to play.
I'd rather be poor and happy,
then be a ball of nerves any day.
I want to live, like my heroes.
I want to be a toys-r-us kid
I want to go back to 1989,
when I didn't know the meaning of quit.
(chorus)
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