Borderline - Lordi

Out in the cold alone

The streets are mean after the sun is gone

No one to call her own

The shortest stick is always what she’s drawn

Led astray by a knife

Her troubles and her past entwined

Run away from her life

Her devils aren’t that far behind

Now it’s do or die

Fall or fly, diversify

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Right on the edge of sane and crazy

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One step away from clear to hazy

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This is the crossroads

This is the borderline

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Now people know her name

The streets are meaner now that she’s someone

She tries but it’s the same

Her luck won’t change no matter what she’s done

Led astray by a knife

Her troubles and her past entwined

Run away from her life

Her devils aren’t that far behind

Now it’s do or die

Fall or fly, diversify

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Right on the edge of sane and crazy

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One step away from clear to hazy

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This is the crossroads

This is the borderline

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