I wanna be original, I wanna 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't bare?

But out here on the borderline, 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 wanna 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 a obese and obscene it seems

This isn't music it's a pyramid scheme

Oh

And out here on the borderline you've gotta hold it together

You've been deprived of dedication, you've been condemned by your dreams

And out here on the borderline it feels a lot like forever

We'll all be dead if this machine, turns art into routine

Thieves have taken the crown, melted it down

Kept an ear to the ground, now they're praying for sound

And I don't know what's found

'Cause we used to be gifted and persistent

Now we're bored, reminiscent

We used to laugh without misery, spoon-fed our 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 fanning the flames

But out here on the borderline you've gotta hold it together

You've been deprived of dedication, you've been condemned by your dreams

But oh, out here on the borderline it feels a lot like forever

We'll all be dead if this machine, turns art into a routine

(Dead and gone, dead and gone)

Thieves have taken the crown

(Dead and gone, dead and gone)

And have melted it down

(Dead and gone, we're dead and gone)

Thieves have taken the crown

(Dead and gone, we're dead and gone)

And now they're praying for sound