Again i wake up to the sound of radio its a reminder of a place i gotta go i wanna shut my eyes and get back to my dream a place where i can be who i wanna be
Heading for the tube it's no wonder i don't rush strangers in my face and im caught up in a crush then out of my dream i see u looking at me dream of reality, r u following me
Work's a drag and I'm going nowhere fast Lost in an illusion it's such an endless task going through the emotions a robot out for pay A waste of time and effort so I am able to play
I spend to blend myself into society i use my credit card to buy identity Pretty boys parading i watch them passing through But they dont stand a chance they have nothing on u
borrewed time... I'm standing on the borderline... borrowed time, no fast forward and no rewind. borrewed time... I'm standing on the borderline... borrowed time, no fast forward and no rewind.