No Man's Land

Burdened by complications these lines drawn in the sand Man made distractions keep us wanting more Everyone is out for themselves In the end we're defeatists Help us save us from ourselves Borders, boundaries, we're defeated. We're all insane/we're all the same Placing our own frustrations on the backs of the opposed These burning bridges keep us close to warm Blinding us from indoctrination What they fear in the end It's all worthless We're all hopelessly screwed With the borders we create The boundaries that define us are just that Just lines drawn in the sand we can erase We build our statues to the sky Sit on our hands and wonder why Our false idols draw their eyes Monuments to the damned A testament to the stupidity of man With maps and atlases we drown