Borderline

You're a rich man, but a poor man
 With your pockets lined with gold
 Always in the middle neither hot or cold
 And you think you've found your freedom
 But it always slips away
 Nothing ever satisfies, you always have to pay
 
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 (On the) Borderline, you're standing on the borderline
 You're waiting for the place and time
 And living in between
 (On the) Borderline, you're standing on the borderline
 It's gotta be your world or mine
 So which way will you lean
 
 So much indecision
 Leaves you hanging in the air
 You can't remain forever 'cause there's nothing there
 With one foot in the ocean
 And the other on the shore
 You'll be goin' nowhere, 'til you step on through the door
 
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 Now I know your wheels are spinning
 But you never seem to move
 I can see right through you 
 So what you tryin' to prove
 And it's not coincidental
 That you're always on the run
 No more second chances now
 The day is almost done
 
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