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You call every hour, but there's nothing to say |
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So talk to me now, before it's too late |
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Oh they say it couldn't happen, but I saw your picture breathe |
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That fifty dollar doctor said your love is a disease |
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I'm alright, I'm okay |
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Still I don't know how, and I don't know why |
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But the talk turns to shop, and so we stand on the edge of goodbye |
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Is this the end of the beginning, or beginning of an end |
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Are you friend or the enemy, or enemy or the friend |
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I walk the borderline |
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Between day and the night, wrong and the right |
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Borderline |
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The voices they scream from inside of me |
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On the borderline |
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I walk the borderline |
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I hear talk on the streets, I hear rumors of you |
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The people I meet say, that the lies are all true |
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And I wake up in a cold sweat, find you lying fast asleep |
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Is my dream a reality, reality a dream |
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I've crossed the borderline |
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between day and the night, wrong and the right |
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Borderline |
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The voices they scream from inside of me |
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On the borderline |
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I walk the borderline |
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I walk the borderline |
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between day and the night, wrong and the right |
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Borderline |
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The voices they scream from inside of me |
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On the borderline |
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I walk the borderline |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
