The boys of the empire
They set head fire
Pull the plug sire
I'll spit fireGents of the empire
Strangle my desire
Pull the plug sire
And I'll spit fireI'm borderline happy and I'm borderline sad
I'm borderline good and I'm borderline bad
And I can't get rid of tingling fear
You'd sort me out if my head gets clear
I live my life in shackles but I'm borderline free
I used to be blind and I still can't see
And I won't get around to a change of mind
As long as nobody breaks my strideTricks of the empire
Make happy kids aim higher
Higher up they wet fire
Fools of the empireI went to school in the empire
Learnt the rules from a brat sire
I be a fool of the empire
'Til I break loose spread fire
Burn it downI'm borderline happy and I'm borderline sad
I'm borderline good and I'm borderline bad
And I can't get rid of tingling fear
You'd sort me out if my head gets clear
I live my life in shackles but I'm borderline free
I used to be blind and I still can't see
And I won't get around to a change of mind
As long as nobody breaks my strideI'm borderline happy and I'm borderline sad
I'm borderline good and I'm borderline bad
And I can't get rid of the tingling fear
You'd sort me out if my head gets clear
I live my life in shackles but I'm borderline free
I used to be blind and I still can't see
And I won't get around to a change of mind
As long as nobody breaks my stride
Songwriters
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