I want to be original; I want to be surrounded by art.
But everything is digital, the formulas are fallin' apart.
They riot in the streets because there's not enough money to share.
Is the burden of fame just a universal cross we can bare?

But out here on the border line, you've got to hold it together!
You've been deprived of dedication.
You've been condemned by your dreams!

Is it as bad as it seems?

And can you pull the hook from your mouth?
Do you want to feel the breeze before the air you breathe finally runs out?
We're divided. It seems, this is a diary of life in between.
This is obese and obscene. This isn't music, it's a pyramid scheme. Oh...

And out here on the border line, you've got to hold it together!
You've been deprived of dedication.
You've been condemned by your dreams!
And out here on the border line, it feels a lot like forever.
We'll all be damned if this machine turns life into routine.

Thieves have taken the crown, melted it down, kept it in near the ground. Now they're praying for sound.

And I don't know what's found, cuz we used to be gifted and persistent.
Now we're bored, reminiscent.
We used to laugh without misery, spoon-fed out desire.
We've lost our fire!!!!!!

And now they won't remember our names.
Our days are mixed in the crowd and our nights are spent fed in the flames.

But out here on the border line, you've got to hold it together!
You've been deprived of dedication.
You've been condemned by your dreams!
Out here on the border line, it feels a lot like forever.
We'll all be damned if this machine turns out into a routine.

Thieves have taken the crown and have melted it down.
Thieves have taken the crown and now they're praying for sound.

(We're dead and gone. We're dead and gone...)


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    General CommentDunno if perhaps the "borderline" they refer to is the divide between the "art" that he mentions in the first verse and the popular acceptance that he alludes to in the rest of the song. It sounds like he suggests that the cost of reaching your dreams of getting your message/music/art out there in the public domain is that you are "condemned" by the very dream you desired.

    Deprived of the fire that drove you, your motivation wanes ("we used to be gifted / and persistent").

    It sounds like the essay I've been reading on "The Culture Industry" (Adorno & Horkheimer 1947)*, where they critique the processing of artistic talent into mass commodity, that makes everything essentially the same: "We'll all be damned if this machine turns life into routine."

    *Link: .georgetown.edu/faculty/irvinem/theory/…
    ANorthernSoul76on November 25, 2010   Link
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    General CommentI did my best by ear. I guess these are just some bad ass lyrics about the music industry ruining good music and making everything acceptable and profitable. And as a band, they're caught on the borderline of trying to be artistic and play the game.
    poopsmcgee567on June 24, 2008   Link
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    General Commenti think its 'we used to laugh at how misery spoonfed our desire'. good lyrics though, im trying to work out most of the lyrics from this album seems as they didnt come with the cd.
    kryptonite22on November 24, 2008   Link

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